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Poem 822

Very Bad Archive

My Friend Harold

Edward Krayva

I like to sing Christmas Carrols

I like to trap cats that are feral

I can only talk to my friend Harold

when I'm out of my mind on orange barrels

Edward Krayva has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Edward's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Edward's latest works:

Pudd

Submitted Aug 19th, 05:51

Slim Finger Cornpone

Submitted Aug 19th, 03:35

Ed 1--Helen 0

Submitted Aug 7th, 05:56