Words
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Shaun Cronick
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Words go up,
Words come down.
Forwards, backwards,
Twisted round.
Every word,
Is juxtaposed.
Now rearranged,
Then transposed.
Countless words,
To recall.
Many long,
Many small.
Then finally,
You persevere.
Another poem,
Worded clear.
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