Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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A Town Called Hickory

A Town Called Hickory

A Poem by TTBoy28

 

Hickory is

 as Hickory was

all that's alive

 is just because

 

Hickory held

 and Hickory kept

most of who entered

 and all who wept

 

Hickory denied

 and Hickory turned

what happened to the folk

 before the town burned

 

Hickory laughed

 and Hickory prayed

with snakes in their hands

 charges were delayed

© 2010 TTBoy28


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Added on August 31, 2010
Last Updated on August 31, 2010

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TTBoy28
TTBoy28

Atlanta, GA



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The truth shall set you free. I try to be adventurous. I am spontaneous. I love nature but love to write only about personal events. You can tell when something is made up. It could still sound g.. more..

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