I will present some english poems, which i like.
Till such time as cops will throw me in prison because of ignoring the Copyrights.
Well, I don't care - so long as I come to Reading Gaol, where I will be in good company.
But I am sure I will also enjoy meeting your congenial acquaitance.
Well, enough of the prelude, let's start with the sophisticated part of this blog:
"There was an Old Man of the South,
Who had an immoderate mouth;
But in swallowing a dish,
That was quite full of fish,
He was choked, that Old Man of the South."
Edward Lear
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