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He
found a little frequented cove
As
he sailed the Southern Seas,
An
island, not on a current map,
But one bereft of trees,
I
only..
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The
body lay in a mound of hay
That
was all piled up by the forge,
He
took one look at the butcher’s hook
And
the sick rose up ..
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He
pondered over the note he wrote,
Sat
hunched and cold in his chair,
He
nodded once as he read it then
And
signed the bottom with f..
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I
was doing a crossword puzzle
Yesterday,
to pass the time,
The
clues were all about animals
Both
across, and down the line,
The
..
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She
lay awake in her tiny bed
And
she waited for the dawn,
For
then she’d be turning five, they said,
The
day that she was born..
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The
night outside was a solid mist
You
couldn’t see past three feet,
Or
so she thought, the Telephonist
As
she came back in fro..
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We’d
travelled more than a hundred miles
From
the nearest outback town,
The
sun was roasting the plains out there
And
the heat ..
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An
angel fell to the earth one day
And
lay with a broken wing,
I
saw her lying out on the path
And
thought I was seeing things.
&l..
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He
sat in a small compartment by
The
window, on a train,
The
passengers huddled around him
Saying,
‘Tell that one again!’..
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I’m
not into modern music since
The
Spyders came to town,
One
of those painted-tainted groups
That
you often see around,
But..
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