Poem #6: Wandering n' Pondering
A poem I came up with whilst wandering sheff
The streets of sheff I wander
I stop for a moment of sonder
At bole hill I gaze at the yonder
A city you cannot conquer
Guarded by trees abonder
Impossible to be a desponder
With every year I grow fonder
My list of memories grows longer
What the future holds I ponder
But no point waiting for a conker
To the streets I go for a wander
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