Viveur Poems - Poems about Viveur

...Nearly fifty years ago His life came to its end And I lost a much loved And respected old friend. Born cruelly disabled, Paralysed by surgical knife, A calculated risk in the hope Of a mor......

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... Oh, happy are the people who have loads of chums, both old and new, who stop and pass the time of day, or join them when they dine and play. And yet the luckiest, by far, are those who know......

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