Agistment Poems - Poems about Agistment

...I believed that I was rural … that I lived in country style, where the city was close handy … that big distance was a mile. Trains and buses ferried daily; a freeway ran close by … comforts of the......

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...I was perched upon a wooden bench beneath a bottle tree when this worn out wiry ringer stopped to rest his gammy knee. I’d been touring through the outback and had sought to sit a spell while t......

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