Best Dormitory Poems

These are photographs of my village
Taken over a hundred years ago
The streets look just the same
As those I used to know
When Fifty or more years later 
That village was my family home
And i wandered them as a child 
With streets and fields to roam.

They show...

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The women screamed when a man peeked into the room.
The seasoned nurse said pardon you! To the groom.
Is my wife in here? He asked, with his face in the door.
I will be there in a minute, said his wife, name Eleanor.

The other women were glad...

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