This book, is created for the documentation of Ken's poems of diverse varieties of genres. As you read and follow each chapter, I hope you don't get puzzled along 😂. All poems found in this book are all made by Ken, in which he takes pride in writi...
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Just after the day fed on me, My belly grumbled in strenuous spree. A shrill of joy burst my heart, When I recalled my tart. But, heading home, Clare ate it all in glee.
