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Spuddle Poems - Poems about Spuddle


The Talking Car
...I am a car, made of fibre and steel, Take you to places, with great zeal. Though I can’t speak, I have a horn, With all comfort and luxury, I’m born. It makes me glad and smile, To carry you saf......

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Categories: spuddle, car,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry