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Limerick: A Stroll through Fall
©01-14-2020, Olan L. Smith
There once was a town by November,
It fervently wished for December,
It strolled through the fall,
The shadows were tall,
And asked, "Where shall I go in this thick timber?"
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Puisi"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
