E-mail poem # 31597
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A poem by Guðmundur Guðmundsson, a school poet.
A letter-writing poem sung in Reykjavík on September 29, 1906.
I know that the translation of the phone is still not
is a light to all who build old Frón.
But I see the redness rising from that day,
when experience brings down the lion of suspicion.
And it won't be long before that happens.
that the works show the signs deep and strong, -
and the very ones who pick up the phone the most,
in the coming years, he considers it a necessity.
A letter-writing poem sung in Reykjavík on September 29, 1906.
I know that the translation of the phone is still not
is a light to all who build old Frón.
But I see the redness rising from that day,
when experience brings down the lion of suspicion.
And it won't be long before that happens.
that the works show the signs deep and strong, -
and the very ones who pick up the phone the most,
in the coming years, he considers it a necessity.