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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Dear Charlie was what was written on plain paper in ink stain bouts.
Oh, why would a friend leave without a goodbye, his mind ached aloud.
Where the waves crashed no more and over the walls of a mansion, vines grew and rabbits skittered on acres of green.
Charlie became ill and all he knew was the words the walls caterwauled.
Clocks ticking, Marco skipping, Hayley scampered far away, his family was there to help him through his bitter blue dingy, lonely days.
Oh what a rigmarole is this sort of a tale!
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Dear Charlie was what was written on plain paper in ink stain bouts.
Oh, why would a friend leave without a goodbye, his mind ached aloud.
Where the waves crashed no more and over the walls of a mansion, vines grew and rabbits skittered on acres of green.
Charlie became ill and all he knew was the words the walls caterwauled.
Clocks ticking, Marco skipping, Hayley scampered far away, his family was there to help him through his bitter blue dingy, lonely days.
Oh what a rigmarole is this sort of a tale!