The smell of the deadA Poem by BiroPeni went on holiday recently and one of the caravans we stayed in stunk like mad so i sat outside ans wrote this, hope you like it.The smell of the dead, it wakes the world, with its boney old finger, it kills.....
The smell of the dead, it breaks the world, with its crooked hook, and pills.....
the smell of the dead, it takes the world, with its solid black cloak, and bills....
the smell of the dead, it shakes the world, and it kills, and it kills, and it kills......
© 2011 BiroPenAuthor's Note
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Added on August 14, 2011 Last Updated on August 14, 2011 Author
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