Capital Of France Poems - Poems about Capital Of France

...A Shower Of Romance A misty breeze gusted through the west Swirling towards the east Like a woman twirling in a new dress Light rain glistened like diamonds to say the least People hurried to......

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...Young James Pruitt was an ordinary boy; he grew up in an ordinary town. But set a spell, and I’ll tell a tale of how some not-so-ordinary things went down. See, James was a good boy; he did his......

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