What Was Overlooked
As a little boy
I used to play and stroll
In the old back streets
Where we lived
Looking for anything
Then came reading
About adventure and sex
‘My son is into books’
My father finally concluded
Much later there was poetry
Followed by the Internet
But sometimes, I still go back
Wondering what was overlooked
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- English Poetry, Poëzie Algemeen
Gladius Poeticus 
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