James Horn Poet Limerick

Over High Hill and Deep Dale

Over High Hill and Through Deep Dale

Over high hill and through deep dale,
Was when they did deliver our mail;
In front camp,
To buy a stamp;
For friend in need did it without fail.

Jim Horn

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Lunita Blanca December 29, 2018 at 1:14 PM These days will never return. We move forward to the unkown. James Horn December 30, 2018 at 12:47 PM Into a tizzy we were thrown, And we want to be left alone; An interlude, In solitude; Irritated by Trump on his thrown.