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Two Girls In The Park
A Poem by
norman hale
Two little girls werewalking through the parkThey should have known betterBecause it was after dark When out from behind a treeJumped out a big ol ..
Two Girls In The Park
A Poem by
norman hale
Two little girls werewalking through the parkThey should have known betterBecause it was after dark When out from behind a treeJumped out a big o..
The Sniper
A Poem by
norman hale
As he lays waitingThere in the burning sandHe often wandersIf he'll ever see his home land Or should he get backAnd make it back aliveWill he meet ..
Back In The Day
A Poem by
norman hale
Back in the daysWhen I was youngWe didn't get away With acting dumb We got paddled ,and beltsEven a slap on the headThey tried to knock since in us..
Your Captain Is Speaking
A Poem by
norman hale
The phone rang todayAnd I answered it with helloIt said "your captain is speakingYou've won a trip to and fro" He said "you won a trip to the baham..
Oh Little Audrye
A Poem by
norman hale
Oh little AudryeIt's been ten years ago todaySince God called you HomeTo sing in that Angel way It's your sweet voiceThat we'll all so missYour mot..
Today I Got Your Letter
A Poem by
norman hale
Today I got your letterThat tore my world apartThough it wasn't a knifeIt split in two my heart It said you don't love meThough I find that hard to..
Sitting Here On The Porch
A Poem by
norman hale
Sitting here on the porchIn this cool night airWhen I close my eyesI smell the fragrance of your hair Then I get a vision of youStanding and holdin..
The Headless Horseman
A Poem by
norman hale
The headless horseman Was out for his nightly rideWhen he spotted a womanThat looked right for his hide So he rode right upAnd wacked off her headB..
Barb The Witch
A Poem by
norman hale
She flies a loneEach and every nightJust flying on her broomBecause she aint very bright She don't understandShe got under the devils curseThough s..
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