Carlsberg Poems - Poems about Carlsberg

...A place called Copenhagen, do you know its song? Joy and laughter safely ride waves of light., and summer days are twenty-five hours long. Do you still hear the sprocket's cadence and pedals ......

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...Bill: They call me Bill. Me: Then call you Bill I will but I will not I will Bill and I will not I will not I will Bill, Bill. Bill: Don't call me. Me: I will not. Bill: No, don't call ......

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...A hot sun-filled afternoon one summer. We kids playing in raucous laughter as waterfalls break the glassy stillness. The mountain pool in rocky crevice, Pepsi bottles cooling all day, Carlsbe......

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