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Saturday, 27 September 2014
Confession Time
CONFESSION TIME
I almost rub
My precious rub
On that rubbish.
I’ll surely rub-out
The silly rubbish
With my able rubber.
Not even a robot
Can stop my robin
As it flies like rocket.
FRED D.N NWAOZOR
Crime Poet & Social crusader
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Twitter: @fred_nwaozor
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