Foolish.A Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldA spell of sorts I suppose!
The moon rides high,
The grass lays low, Across the sky, The sound not slow, An owl does hoot, A witch does cackle, A spell has broken, A man did rattle, Foolish are you, For listen it well, You life did fall, His life, he sell.
© 2011 Thomas Fitzgerald |
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2 Reviews Added on April 17, 2011 Last Updated on April 17, 2011 AuthorThomas FitzgeraldWexford, Leinster, IrelandAboutTo all who know by now - I love you. For those that don't, I review a lot of work on here, and I expect the same in return, friend me but make sure to have conviction! I'm a horror writer mostly bu.. more..Writing
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