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Philip Carter

Rookie - 10 Points (London)

Biography of Philip Carter

Hi, just a short note about myself.
All the poems I write, come to me when I am in a pub.
Usually after a pint or two of Guinness.
It is rare to find a deep meaning in my poems, if you find one, I hope it helps.
They are of a mixture of subjects and some may make you smile while others may make you feel sad.
Hope you enjoy reading them.
Thank you.

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Christmas Tree

Oh Christmas Tree,
Old Christmas Tree
How sad to see you lying.
Out in the road, out in the cold,
Your tree sap slowly drying.
The tinsels gone, the fairy's flown,
The lights are out, you're all alone,
Oh Christmas tree,
Old Christmas tree,

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