Clonking Poems - Poems about Clonking

...Strewn to the floor he collected his marbles and memories Had played for hours as a child with his friends in the flat Passed innumerable hours never bored always enthralled Abraded by wear ......

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...My legs, they started shaking And my feet, had started making Clonking noises, as I walked, across the floor I was trying to get, a little action From this woman, with attraction So I ask......

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...Dear, I haven't been in touch for a long time. Sorry. The last time I saw you Was in St. Christopher's Place. It was a lovely evening... when I knocked that chair over. I am sorry. Since th......

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