THERES A MATE OF MINE
Theirs a mate of mine - LloydWe hang about with each other
While yet following
The guidelines
We sit on benches
By The Tidal Ball
Overlooking Ramsgate Royal Harbour
And the Marina - where our Fyne Spirit
Is moored
Chatting about this and that
People walking towards us
Only see one of us
They think that on of us
Has crack under the strain
Of it all!
Not till they come closer
To the one realize
That infackteree
Thear are two of us!
This leads to houmeraiting!
All is well in Ramsgate on the benches around The Tidal Ball
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2020-04-08 at 12:48
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