David Darbyshire Biography

Fear of You
Fear of Me
Fear of Others
Fear you cannot See
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The tree tops are Dead
and so are the Roots
It's the rain they Dread
also the Shoots
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As I lie in my Bed
All these poems run through my Head
I should get up and write them down, Instead
I go back to Bed
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The Men go out and Hunt for Food
Women stay home and make there Brood
Then the men come back in a good Mood
Only to get, both ears Chewed! !
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I have a blind Friend
He's called Ronny
Ron's very Clever
We play Backgammon
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