Haiku Poems About Sons | Son Haiku Poems

Haiku poems about Sons and Son haiku poems. Read and enjoy these haikus! See also Son Quotes.

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: boyfriend, day, , cute,

My First Date Poets Dozen

my fourteenth summer 
the son of a preacher man
showing me heaven

His teasing ways and his boyish grin.
How easily I was taken in!

I felt like a woman in my cute short culottes and wearing pink frost lipstick
that he’d kissed off my mouth before the night was through.

My best friend, with her guy, was in the front seat of the car.
My date, her older cousin, was my first sweet honey bee.
We made out in the back seat, but he never got too  far.
I was raised to value my virginity.
But my youthful heart was wishing we could kiss eternally!


Written Dec30, 2015
for The Poet's Dozen Contest of Silent One


Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: family,

My Family

My Family Nearly six decades still side by side in our life with dear family Three children now grown one son and two sweet daughters all our pride and joy Those three multiplied became six when each married our family grew From those six, new life five grandchildren came to us two boys and three girls Now age twenty-six on down to age seventeen where did the time go Another "grandson" one granddaughter now married besides us, we're twelve Nearly six decades from two, so many new lives we are truly blessed Sandra MHaight ~NA~ Contest: Haiku on "My Family" Sponsor: Marvin Celestial Judged: 05/19/2016


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: sad,

He Had to Start Crying

He Had to Start Crying

Was terrifying,
So he had to start crying;
People were dying.

The hopes and fears of all the years
Did not create any crocodile tears
Were real as can be each and everyone
What if had been your daughter or son?

James Thomas Horn
Retired VeteranPoet and Father

My son was killed in a fishing accident
and my father was killed in an accident
on board Aircraft Carrier IntrepidI know
what I am talking about and doubt if
some others do on TV discussions.


Poem Details | by Tom Larrow |
Categories: faith,

finding strength

With life on the mend
Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Guide you thru each day


Poem Details | by Tonytocaa Camacho |
Categories: baby, birth, grandfather, happiness,

ANEW

                          




                                          Suns Anew Radiance Aglow
                                              Oh smiles newborn
                                      May thy blessed son continue so












Poem Details | by George Zamalea |
Categories: mothers day,

Mother's Cry

Misty mother
Today is a Mother’s day,
Although a son is unseen.


Poem Details | by dennis lee |
Categories: black african american, family,

My Oldies

dancing in my room...
old music from my teen years....
my son shakes his head.


Poem Details | by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Categories: poems,

WORLD OF HAIKU

SPIDER

Eight furry legs
Approaching black blob
Screeeeeeeeeeeeeech


COCKROACH

Periplaneta americana 
Out of planet, preys on women's tuxedo
Blob of fat, smell, monster


JULIA'S HAIR

Chameleon
Gunslinger, sniper
Death,myriologue


O SPACE

A junkyard
Sepulcher of machines
Requiem

CROW

Squawk 
Squawk
Gasconade 


LIZARD

A baby lizard
Drops on my hand
Check in


TELEPHONE BILL

Krinngggggggggggggg
Krinngggggggggggggg
Pay your bill today before 12 noon.


TOOTHPASTE

Ramp up, folks
Security with a squeeze
A point of no return


FIONA, YOUR HUSBAND

Critter in your bed
Pesky
No orgasm


SANDWICH SAUCE

Dijon mustard,light mayonnaise 
Finely  ground black pepper, ketchup
finely grated love- red as fire


CATCHING THE PUTI FISH

Bait on a hook
Plop, 0.001 second
Catch

Puti: a small fish found in shallow water
I have caught many Puti fishes in my childhood
and eaten whole deep-fried.


MY SIS CAROLYN

Eyes, a nest
Birdies singing
In hair golden moon


READING LAMP

Turn on
Turn off
000000


MY CELLPHONE IS NOT LOYAL

My cellphone is not loyal
It barks at me
And bites when my wife takes over


MY WIFE

Always busy
To save me from the city nymphs
Does not know I have kept one in my wallet

EGG NOODLES

Sun
In trellises
As cacophonous as a hen yard


DOCTOR X

Emphysema?
Blow your air out
I am not a balloon


THE PRETTY NURSE PREETI

Doctor Hale
How do I look ?
Prestocaullocystectomically good


ORANGE BABY

She is the smallest
No pips, wafer thin apparel
Naked in my mouth, sweetest


XYZ

I am scared of 
These three sisters
I don't know their whereabouts


WENDY AND BRAHMS
Wendy and Brahms
They could be twins
But socio-genetic wardrobe-dysfunction

GLURCKOS
Concentrate on this word
Concentrate concentrate
Anything? You need Marcos


POETRY
My mother
My soul my beloved
My daughter my son friends poetrysoupers



KITCHEN
My wife's territory
A tigress' den
They'll get bones on platter if I enter


SHE STARTS TO SLEEP ON MY BOSOM

Rhythm of her breathing
A dying fall
sleep


SAY CHEESE
I don't like cheese
They are like bubblegum
Friends, I wink at the camera

DOUBLE ENTENDRE
Geodesic domes
Under Phoebes and Demos
The spear of God Mars


NIGHT
Black canvas
Georges Seurat
Stars


MILK
White concavity
Food for Gods
We give birth, tits erect,mom



LISA
She dropped a pen
I lifted the pen
She lifted fire


MONA LISA
La Gioconda 
Did you love anybody?
Dis you smile?

POWER CUTS
A  jolt of laughter
A jolt of electricity
We are baboons


© RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY 


Poem Details | by Ivor Davies |
Categories: dad, son, teenage,

Leaning on Dad

one thirty phone call
legless teenage son in need -
dad's taxi deployed

falling up the stairs
legless teenage son in need -
dad's support required

incoherent sounds
legless teenage son in need -
dad's patience tested

vomiting in bath
legless teenage son in need -
dad's memories stirred

falling out of bed
legless teenage son in need -
dad's muscles tested

sleeping in stupor
legless teenage son in need -
dad's constant vigil

long sleepless night
tired exhausted dad in need -
full day's work beckons

Ivor G Davies


Poem Details | by Sudesh Thapa |
Categories: absence

Winter tree and sun

Father's poor 
To succor son gloves 
Bleak days!


Poem Details | by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: childhood, rain,

Haiku 32

heavy summer rain,
owing his son thousands -
Monopoly money


Poem Details | by Elliott Bowe THe DrUnKeN POeT |
Categories: death, life, earth,

THE SON FALLS FROM SKY

Deception lingers.
The Lord counts on his fingers.
One two three four five

Our sins pile up high.
Brim stones unleashes from sky.
The bible explains why

Humans mystified
Humans contemplate their sins
Down crumbling mountains

Blood sheds blood sheds wild.
Genesis revelations.
brute termination.

Annihilation.
End of all generations
lo lo damnation.

Tornadoes destroys.
A vast grim darkness deployed.
One two three the end.

The son falls on earth.
Lo the earth burns the earth ends.
One two three the end.



Definition of lo:look! see! 

Sponsor:Gail Doyle
Contest:The End Of The World Armageddon


Poem Details | by Deborah Burch |
Categories: allegory, angst, confusion, death,

The Last Seven Plagues

       The Last Seven Plagues

those who bore 'the mark'
screamed from painful ugly sores
First of the Last Plagues

the sea turned to blood
and everything in it died
Second of Last Plagues

the rivers and springs
became blood--no more water
Third of the Last Plagues

the sun had power
burning people with fire
Fourth of the Last Plagues

kingdom of 'the beast'
was plunged into vast darkness
Fifth of the Last Plagues

       STILL--people cursed God
       and they refused to--REPENT
       global armies formed

the great Euphrates'
water dried up--transit road
Sixth of the Last Plagues

       world economic
       devastation, suicides
       lootings and killings

       stench of dead bodies
       cities on fire--engulfed
       chaos, fear, riots

the sun became darkened
the moon gave no light--all dark
stars fell from the sky

huge exploding holes
in the darkness as they fell
hundreds all at once

       army of 'the beast'
       horizon to horizon
       Plain of Megiddo

clouds blanket the sky
painful peals of thunder roll
gold weaves through the clouds

hundred pound hailstones
fell on unrepentant man
cars, homes, land destroyed

most severe earthquake
islands diappeared--Earth FLAT
splits Jerusalem

then voice from Heaven
"It is done"--is heard by all
Last of the Last Plagues

       wait at Magiddo
       the Son of Man--Returns
       on white horse, in clouds

       blood runs two hundred
       feet wide/long and five feet deep
       bodies explode at

       the sound of The Word
       spoken from the King of Kings
       one-sided battle

anti-christ and false
prophet thrown in lake of fire
beast chained--thrown in pit...

thousand years in pit
(Jesus rules Kingdom on Earth)
then, loosed for a time

there is still HOPE
Know Jesus loves you and died
for your sins--REPENT...

deborah burch ©
6/13/2012


Poem Details | by Robert Heemstra |
Categories: peace, war,

Celebration

troops marching to church
rejoice in the Son of God
in peace and in war


Poem Details | by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: family

Harvest of Happiness

Three darling children
A son first, then two daughters
My heart over flows.

A house full of love
They are happy and growing
Then too soon adults
I am bouncing grandchildren
Laughter and joy abounds

I cherish each one
They grow up too and bring me
My great-grandchildren

won 7th place


Poem Details | by HGarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories: faith, inspirational, love

God's Victory

The Light of the world
Casts out the evil demons
The Son has Risen

Inspired by Raul Moreno's Contest " Ascension "


Poem Details | by sadaf syed |
Categories: nature,

Mountain-River

Sunshine helps melt snow,
On the tall, busy mountain
That's guiding her son.

Sensing victory,
After a long, hard journey
River joins the sea.

The river's mother-
Mountain is proud and glad that
Her son reached his goal.

By Sadaf Syed


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: religious,

A Christian Haiku

A Christian Haiku

What I do wonder
Is why God sin has allowed
Again and again.

Was it to prove point?
It is either us of God
Without Him is sin.

What God meant to me
Is for us to obey Him
Which we all should do.

Who is my savior?
It is Jesus Christ of course
And there is no doubt.

Lives are worth living
Which is why God is giving
Us chance to do it.

Should have a haiku
As great guide to save our soul
And this is the one.

Am glad you did read
This haiku I have written
On my very own.

Was very simple
What God Himself did intend
And again Son send.

Heaven will return
Leaving world with sin behind
This was meant to be.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran and Poet
Have never seen a religious poem 
as a poem of the day before.


Poem Details | by Robyn Campbell |
Categories: emotions,

Slapped Down

This is actually a ShadormaI wrote it in response to a review of the anthology that was done for research of the brain disorder that my son hasThe review was a personal attack on meWriting this, helped me get past it

She slapped me
slumping sliding dumps
cascading
I'm held down
I feel like I cannot breathe
gone into hiding.


Poem Details | by Peter Little |
Categories: depression

dark haikus and tenkus

a heavenly voice 
whispers from within my wrist
I carve to hear it

unfathomable
she has chosen to be mine
out of our passion
a child is created
my son is born dead

the portrait of love
has become a charred picture
the colors have dimmed

as her life withers
my agony flourishes
my black heart decays

the angel of death
has come to take me away
two destinations
to which one shall I be sent
I fear the outcome

when she shows her face
angels hang their heads in shame
men fall to their knees
ethereal loveliness
she'll never want me

I purchase a gun
then take it back to my home
and load one bullet

why won't she depart
she exists in the blackness
when I close my eyes

when it rains fire
Christian priests take shahada
belief is fragile

I weep from her death
too beautiful for this world
even for Heaven


Poem Details | by BL DEVNATH |
Categories: space, universe,

SPACE'S HANGING COUNTRY




                                       earth from long distance
                                        a glowing ball in abyss 
                                           not sun son of sun

                                           father has children
                                      all elders and younger play
                                             as per direction 

                                              obedient sons
                                      all they keep eyes on other
                                           around their father

                                            solar rule is fixed
                                       by grandfather universe
                                       space's hanging country  


Poem Details | by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: nature

Haiku

the blessings of rain
are enhanced by the gift of
beautiful rainbow




Won 4th place in rain contest
Requested comment:  All of his life, my son was fascinated by rainbows He would phone to 
be sure I didn't miss one. The day we buried him when I was home alone, a most beautiful 
rainbow appeared There had been no rain.


Poem Details | by Leon Stacey |
Categories: animals, art, faith, life,

Building Blocks

The Invisible
Framed the worlds by faithful words
For visible proof.

Dedicated to my son Caleb.


Poem Details | by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories: art, childhood, nature, on

My Son Paints His Arts

my son paints his arts
on our snow-capped ground, praising
the November sky


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: religious,

Answers and Solutions

Answers and Solutions From God

Set each pace to face
Problems all over the place
With God's style and grace.

Answers He does give
Why we here on earth will live
If in God believe.

Saw a friendly fawn
At dusk and then the next dawn;
Read Bible on and on.

When reading Bible,
Designed for our survival;
Need a revival.

To find solution,
Must make a contribution,
To solve pollution.

His Son God had sent;
Removed each impediment;
From sin would repent.

God's Son has been His contribution, 
As a solution for all of the pollution,
And if I did depend upon Jesus
On test would receive an A+.

Jim Horn

You can forward this one to 
everyone also if you want to.


Poem Details | by Dibbendu Dwip |
Categories: dad, grandchild, grandfather,

We are the three together

My father went one third,
I can reach half of the rest.
My son will avail the goal.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Yours and Mine

Yours and Mine

If you let me see
All sins you have committed,
I will show you mine.

Fighting for my cause
Is because what we should do
And in God believe.

God and Son Jesus
For us both have perfect plan;
Loose sight of ourselves.

(Listening to news on TV
and all of this is part of
my interpretation.)

Bracing for blizzard,
Which will have much snow and wind;
Better be prepared.

A world run amok;
If so sinful we must be,
What is reason why?

Much bodily harm;
Destruction and then are killed;
Sad state of affairs.

Ask for forgiveness;
Is bestowed with God's blessing;
Never do again.

What a perfect world
This would be for you and me
And all those around.

The most important sounding 
thing to a person is their name.
If you are Trump this is very
trueInstead of complicating
it is Trumplicating if you get
my drift and way wind is 
blowing all of the snow.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: encouraging,

Love of God in Our Life Haiku

Love of God in Our Life Haiku

Life continues on
Until all of it is gone
Returning to God

Our soul shall survive
In heaven it will remain
Just as God had planned

His Son comes again
To save all of us from sin
As His Father said

God's love does exist
When we will believe through faith
Like others have done

For Maggie O'Leary of Poetry Revisited

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet


Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: art, faith, inspirational, love,

Penetrates

...






         

                                 

                        Light rays penetrates
                                        
                                           
                                                   Son comes to the water, shore
                                                        
 
                                                                              Bringing gold to stony earth


Poem Details | by kristi hayner |
Categories:

okaly dokey

okaly doky
I'll leave you alone today
never thought I'd see

things turn out this way
blood may be thicker but
we all know that it's
 
the girls that do rule
be happy number one son 
I will be right here


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: encouraging, religious,

Best When with Trinity

Best When with Trinity

Take your turn or badly burn
You should yearn or start to churn
Such a lot to learn.

If I had forgotten it
Something I sure must admit
You should never quit.

Might be better when we split
Not stay up so can outwit
My sins must admit.

An answer my God gave me
My Son will die on a tree
Trinity has three.

All sins and iniquity
Can be destroyed by me.

James Serious Mysterious Horn


Poem Details | by karen croft |
Categories: school,

My Son

My son is so smart

he sits on the computer

and soaks in knowledge


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy, encouraging, inspirational,

God Gave Both To Us

God Gave Both For Us

Was I right or wrong?
Sure sounded like same old song
We did disagree.

What now could I say?
It was her that ran away
Left me all alone.

Won't see her again
She was just a dream to me
That did fade away.

Another will find
Who never left me behind
Married her one day.

Conclusion has been
When in trouble you have been
Always turn to God.

He bought her to me
And now not one but are three
Son she soon did have.

Our lives are complete
She had one more son so sweet
God gave both to us.


Poem Details | by Brandon Turner |
Categories: god, good night,

Spiritual story

The Kou the All Mighty King the Higher Power the LORD besides this to 362 pagesMy story my spiritual storyI am the embodiment of man but spiritually a woman both man and woman both man and woman and man both spiritually and man and also a fox a nine-tailed fox that is both man and womanMy father is like you mean he is the man he is the main and legendary Ninetales he began in the beginning of time he was the first son he was the first sign of the Kou the first son of the Ohio won the first sign of the Lord he is not a demon he is Sister koumi he is a spirit to me does not mean God can we just mean Spirit human does that mean body made of man koumi assistant Spirit human can be whatever he wants to me can be everyone here with me be your lamp can we can be your son can we can be whateverThis is devotion of Shinto which is another domination of Buddhism which is another domination of Hindu Hinduism in their Court of the god of the lord of the one true God the mighty king of all landsI used to take of the sweet of the sucker but now I’m a grown man and woman I am a grown koumi a walk in the spirit a monks manMy mission is to spread through the teachings of the lord of the almighty King the KouLet it be known under my words I’m not teaching their total that high poetry that all animals in all kingdoms even there the insects no of the Kou no of the almighty King they know because they Spears they talk to each other they are not tell the past they are all just spiritually connected and I’m spiritually connected to themWe are all spiritual we are all once once man we are all once was by me are we all ate the apple so we all reverted back and that is why there is evolution that is why did we revert back to a microorganism that is why we were back to what we were because we ate the appleIt is the fruit of the Stars it is the fruit of the stars that is what they Golden Apple in it is the fruit of the Stars it is the fruit at the Lynch is a fruit of the man and it’s the fruit of the Sun that is why the golden apple is and letting it be known that the fire is really the ChristLet it be known that this was 368 line in 17 48000 syllables.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: religious, , cute,

God Expected Horn Haiku

God Expected Horn Haiku

God does love us all
With Him all things can do
With His help and aid.

We must be aware
No limits does have our God
All is possible.

Jim Horn

To be added later being that I am over 10 now.

12/14/2016

Christmas is close by
Santa's sleigh soon will be here
Open my each gift

At church shall worship
God and Son we love so dear
They heard our each prayer.

Happy we have been
Under our cute Christmas tree
What gifts will God bring?

Unwrapped my each gift
And appreciate them all
Are part of my life.

Memories were made
What we won't want to forget
Are all numberless.

See each ornament
Reflection that shines and shines
Lights on Christmas tree.

What are the options?
Love God and His Son each day
Give Them what you have.

What we will wish for
God in prayer does recognize
Past, present future.

Suffering should cease
Along with hunger and thirst
Disease do destroy.

Remove all the pain
Pressure, feeling ill at ease
And peace must abound.

Final result is
Happiest Christmas ever
Have God to thank for.

Jim Horn

Can you imagine I still have almost
4,900 characters left.

Off cuff completely
Beyond all control and bars
And unlimited.

Why be restricted?
Limited to what you say
You may have disliked.












Poem Details | by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: christian, jesus, sea, storm,

SURVIVING THE SEA OF GALILEE

the crowd amassed ‘round —
HE gave orders to cast off
who would follow HIM?

“wherever YOU go,”
a scribe attempts to follow
HIM into the boat

regrettably quick —
for the SON OF MAN’s homeless
and now rocks the boat

overhearing, one
decides he must go bury
— he stalls the SAVIOR

the writer pauses
‘would she make excuses too?”
stops reading — ponders

“come, follow ME,” says
the ONE who walks on water,
steps into the boat

suddenly the sea
shakes violently, pouring forth
buckets of water

unstable footing
thunder and lightning spurs on
tired hands, wrinkled brows

in peace HE slept
awoken not by the storm
but by those afraid

PEACE but stilled the storm
afraid and amazed, they ask,
“what kind of man is this?”

2/4/2018


Poem Details | by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: nature, snow, wind, winter,

Forest Carpet

on the forest floor ~ ~
the winter winds have woven
a carpet of snow  ~ ~


For son of a senryu contest

Sponsor: Braun Bailey.

Written 21/03/2018.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: analogy, political,

I Am Adamant

I Am Adamant

I am adamant,
And much time with God have spent;
Glad His Son He sent.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Put Off and Prolong

Put Off and Prolong
.
Put off and prolong
Sure seems to be same old song;
Stick us with their prong.

How much more can we
Take while we also endure;
Wish there were fewer.

Of them Republicans
A bunch of son of a guns;
Want women with big buns.

Wonder what is the stage
We are in with all the rage;
Is hair orange or beige.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Virginia born.
Portsmouth Naval Hospital to be
exact as a matter of fact.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Sic Semper Trumpus

Sic Semper Trumpus

Sic Semper Trumpus;
Asi' son las maneras
De toda vida.

Diego Cuerno de Vaca



Poem Details | by Dear Heart |
Categories: autumn,

haiku - autumn

the birds are singing their silk feathers fluttering wind picks up a leaf ________________________ September 10, 2018 Poetry/Haiku/autumn Copyright Protected, ID 18-1059-551-01 All Rights Reserved Written under Pseudonym. Contest - Son of Senryu Sponsor - Brahn Bailey 10th Place


Poem Details | by Tania Kitchin |
Categories: beach, bird,

Feathered Foragers

herring gulls flocking
foraging at the beaches 
 disappearing lunch

7/27/18
  
Contest - Son of Senryu
Sponsor - Brahn Bailey


Poem Details | by Michelle Smith |
Categories: angel, bible, christmas, humanity,

Words are angels' only gifts

Father God is rich
Eternally rich in Grace
Yet His Son was poor

Born poor for our sake
So everyone's good enough
To receive His Gift

Divine Poverty
Blessed are the poor in spirit
Theirs is the Kingdom

The Word became flesh...
(To understand each other)
...And dwelt among us

My heart's full of song
Angels we have heard on high!
Angels are poor too

A message, a song
Words are angels' only gifts
Yet they enrich us

We have heard angels
Just like the song says we do
Telling us to love

God is loveable
Especially as a child
Angels sing to Him

Angels sing to us
Come and see, come and see Him
He's born, hold-able

In a manger laid
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid
Angels accolade

Becoming a child
This is how God reached our lives
An example set


Based on The Smile of the Ragpicker by Paul Glynn, Angels We Have Heard on High lyrics, the Beatitudes, and John 1:14.


Poem Details | by James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories: analogy, celebration, devotion, jesus,

Mercies Fell Messiah

Mercies Fell Messiah
                         
                                           1st blown snow
                                            love, peace joy
                                        came down to earth




                                             mercies fell
                                              Holy child
                                              risen soul




                                         
                                            Son of God
                                          light of world
                                              messiah

                                            12/17/18
                          For Charlieku 3-3-3 Poetry Contest
                                   Haiku poetry form only
                             Sponsored by: charles messina


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Made Movie Horn Haiku

Made Movie Horn Haiku

Made movie out of,
About God's Son and His love,
Who are from above.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Some Scatter Brained Horn Haiku About Priest

Had been battle torn,
Which is way Priest's robe was warn;
Saved from sin one morn.

Our sins should be shorn,
So we will have been reborn;
Heard call of God's horn.


Things love that adorn,
Forget sad things that forlorn;
God will always warn.

While we had waited,
Our priest had postulated;
On concentrated.

God placed great glory,
Into Son and His story;
Both Wig and Tory.

God is on each side,
So in Him we will abide,
While we do confide.

Priest is dead ringer,
For someone a poor singer,
And likes to linger.

?Great re-arranger;?
?And our priest seems no stranger;
Babe in small manager.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

From Trump Save My Soul

Jesus, Son of God,
Died so I can be free,
From Trump save my soul.

Jim Horn



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