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made me.

a little boy from the valleys
came to town young and lived in the alleys
now talk of the town and in peoples gallerys from the ground to the stages
now is the talk in the beer 'cages'
where the sage share their wise messages
like wine he became better with age
living a life of thanks and gratitude
without any attitudes he is destined for high altitudes 'the higher you go the cooler it becomes' has become his chant
now opening doors no one could ever imagine
I'm grateful to you and more so to me
.
poet njue.
©germini