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The Day London Bridge Fell down

Now the task is to build it up again. what a pain

By George’s Girl 2026 Published about a year ago 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025

The Day London Bridge Fell down

A trembling crack, a sudden shift,

The river stirred, the heavens lift.

No sound, no scream, no final plea,

Just the bridge sinking silently.

Each stone, once firm, now lost, betrayed,

The weight of centuries slowly swayed.

A task to build it up again.

When bridges fall, it’s such a pain

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George’s Girl 2026

I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites

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  • Pure Crownabout a year ago

    Awesome

  • Daphsamabout a year ago

    Hahahaha- so good!

  • Ali Sadeek Ahmedabout a year ago

    Amazing

  • Alex H Mittelman about a year ago

    Great poem! I can’t believe the London bridge fell down! Great work!

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