British Pound Poems - Poems about British Pound

...The brittle crack of frost on pane followed the rain, as winter bit and lit the edge of leaf and hedge with quicksilver white. As the night supercooled and pooled the lamplight with halos effer......

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...I am tired of visiting pubs but let me be found in knowledge labs. Assimilating words like water filled in cups. Today, tomorrow let me hold a book on my lap. Being soaked in knowledge and becom......

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