Suren Poems - Poems about Suren

...How to describe him, the he that was so much a part of me but for such a short while brawn. The span of his shoulders as they stretched across his un-ironed flannel plaid. The wedge shaped fan of h......

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...Thistledown wus his name and sometimes he stung, well actually his stem stung. The stinkers gave him a bad name, they did! Handsome wus he. Aye, the ladies loved him. Coming near to his full bushy he......

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