Odd, Is The Poet

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Odd, is the poet He was the odd boy in the family in a town that doesn't rhyme with anything. He wrote strange words in a notebook the teacher told him to stop this nonsense and learn that 2X2 makes four. Declared he was a poet when eleven. His mother was shocked at what happens to my son is turning into a Nancy boy. He came to England where people are so correct mowing the front lawn every Saturday in their Sunday best, their dream was to appear middle- class. He came to Portugal, rented a car came to the village where people said halloo and how do you do they have a song in their hearts. When a Faddist sings she closes her eyes, it is like she is dreaming of her song of love and sadness, and that is ok because he is a dreamer too and hopes his wife will understand his jokes.

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