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‘If only she hadn’t turned,’ he said,‘The bread and the bacon burned,It wouldn’t have made me jump,’ he said,&lsqu..
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The earth had not been breathingFor an hour when I woke,So the thought that I’d be leavingAny time, became a joke,There was not that faintest ru..
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I married Rosita back in the SpringAs a new world budded with everything,She sprang from an ancient familyIts heart in the vineyards of Tuscany.Her sk..
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The horseman rode up over the hillAstride of his coal black steed,His blood had dried on its withers, tillHe may have been dead, indeed,His battered b..
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She wore a wig to cover the hairThat was windblown, into her eye,And topped off that with a raffia hatTo disguise a look so sly,She sat up there on th..
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The only gas lamp left in the streetWas sitting outside my door,The rest now lay on a rubbish heapHad been cleared some years before,But strangely, al..
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The storm was raging within, he thought,Not out in the trees and fields,It must have strayed in his mouth, and caughtHis throat, for the breath it yie..
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She said she’d made a collection upOf certain sticks and stones,To cast a spell in a paper cupThat drank, would break his bones,She followed him..
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Just twelve, I swear, I must have beenThe day they took the Witch of SteenAnd put a halter round her neckTo teach her magic some respect.The women in ..
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There is something that feeds on the evilIt finds in the well of its mind,To bolster the work of the devilAnd other bad cess it might find,It joys in ..
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