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The Grandfather ClockA Poem by David Lewis PagetThe old Tudor house was half-timbered and gaunt, Was gloomy and dim in the hall, And time had stood still, since my father was born, I.. |
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Lips Of Blood PoisonA Poem by Emma Marie TaylorNight time stars fall against the treeShadowing the horror of the monster, me Closing my eyes I cut skin neatly Soaking up blood so, so discreetly He .. |
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Oliver's HeadA Poem by David Lewis PagetThey ripped his body out of the grave That had been a National Shrine, Tipped his statue into the nave To avenge his terrible crime, T.. |
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The Day the Cockerel DiedA Poem by David Lewis PagetThere’s a man been hung at the old crossroads In the village of Little Deeping, And in his pockets a couple of toads That were .. |
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A Town In My DreamsA Poem by Ashley RachelleIts kind of freaky. |
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If only I had knownA Story by potatoHe turned the key in the lock and opened the door. To his horror, he saw a set of pale feet, hanging just above the door frame. Instantly, he knew. H.. |
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