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I Am Down!

I was a young boy when I was told I am dull joy I envied my playmates when they show me their toys I got nothing but a piece of small toy of no hand soldier I picked it in the mud of our house under I kept it as a promised that I must submit I am a poor to bet my playmates were rich I am determined to keep that I am indeed a bit I am but a chip of delight!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 9/7/2009 3:13:00 AM
Poverty is only external. Internally you are rich with words which you have expressed. Sara
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Date: 9/4/2009 10:43:00 AM
Thanks for bringing your talent to PoetrySoup, Neldy. Hope to read lots more from you!
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Date: 8/31/2009 3:17:00 PM
chip of delight with a good talent in poetry..awesome--charma
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Date: 8/22/2009 11:31:00 PM
enjoyed this poetry... so origianl, i could see the playmates and the mud.. enjoy your night:)
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Date: 8/22/2009 10:55:00 AM
A chip off the old block hey, Neldy ... LOL ... cute write here.
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