The mini man
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Okay so its Dylan Thomas' 100 birthday so i thought i would right a poem about our local homeless man We call him the mini man because his got burned down with his family inside so he went to live in a mini thus getting the nickname but now he does not have it anymore (do not know what happened to it) i do not know much about him so it is a bit mixed up. SO FOR THE POOR MAN DOWN THE ROAD I PRESENT MY POEM
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