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Wood poet

Michael Sims. He hunted in his bag to find an envelope for the poem he gave me. This little ditty came into my head as I was leaving but I can't find his email address so can't send it to him.

Oh I must sort out my bag
Said the poet in the wood
My words are in there somewhere
I’d like to find them if I could.
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