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That line from the father's song in Mary Poppins, where he's going on about how nothing can go wrong, in Britain in 1910.  That's about the point I realized the boy was gonna die in a trench.

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Started by Utmost Roast Beef, October 07, 2019, 03:55:29 AM

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Utmost Roast Beef

Behold, a link to a google drive folder that contains what will inevitably be the full collection of my poetry. I've contained it all politely in the name of brevity. Hopefully, the quatrain format I write in doesn't bore my more open-versed friends and contemporaries.

https://drive.google.com/folderview?id=13lQMJLLQDXE8Ovw7oUmE2bN9RxooxJRF