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Poem: Local lad

(This poem could be split into several voices and almost read as a conversation – or a gossiping session!)

Local lad made good, he was.
Or so they thought when he first came back to them.
Their carpenter’s son with a reputation
for being clever, ever since childhood.

Big honour given to him, they thought,
to be reading the holy book in the synagogue.
Must be because he’d been away for a while
and gained himself a name as a teacher.

Continues...

©Marjorie Dobson




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