Poems, scrapbook clippings, and forgotten prose
Monday, May 20, 2013
A baby smiled in its mother's face;
The mother caught it, and gave it then
To the baby's father-serious case
Who carried it out to the other men;
And everyone of them went straight away
Scattering sunshine thro' the day.
Louis de Loulz.
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Tony Wons 1941-42
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