There was a young sticky plaster
Who really hated his master
Along with a flood
Or the site of blood
Or any form of disaster
By Dr Geebers
This blog has been set up to show Dr Geebers poetry rhymes. I am a man who was homeless and set out to change my life around creating poetry rhymes and creating Loose pebble sculptures on U.K. pebble beaches. I did the most unbelieveable journey ever and thats walk 6800 miles, created loose pebble sculptures and mosiacs on 40+ beaches, moving around 2000 tonnes of pebbles/stones to write a book about my journey. With the proceeds going to combat homelessness.
Monday 16 January 2012
There was a young sticky plaster
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blood,
limerick,
limericks,
master,
sticky plaster
United Kingdom
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