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Rated: E · Poetry · Music · #2336176

Eight line poem

A nightingale sang in Berkeley square,
I know it’s true, cause I was there
To listen to her sweet rendition,
I was queueing for an exhibition.
And in a case of serendipity
I met my love unwittingly,
That wonderful night in Berkeley Square,
We danced to her song, without a care.




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