Lost Cairo Biro

There was a young writer from Cairo,
   So proud of his free flowing biro,
       But he lost it in the sand 
   When a camel knocked his hand,
   No longer his writing can flow so.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Laurie Avatar
December 7, 2015 at 8:50 PM
G'day John... I wouldn't pick up anything out of the sand in the Middle East these days; there might be a surprise on the other end - Lindsay
Williams Avatar
December 9, 2015 at 4:01 AM
Hello Lindsay, You are certainly right there. Good place to stay away from. Always love your comments Lindsay-----John
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