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The old man sat in a musty roomAnd his eyes peered on outside,Where trees were lost in the evening gloomWith the rest of the countryside,He watched th..
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We’ve navigated the old canalsSince the roads were blocked with cars,And we were stuck when the highway truckRolled over the top of ours,They po..
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I said that we shouldn’t place it thereWhen first we surveyed the town,The only place for the dead, I said,Is six feet underground,They shouldn&..
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‘All that I do is eat and sleep,’The surly monster said,Chewing away on a piece of thighFrom the woman in his bed,He sat in the tower of C..
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She didn’t want her to be with him,She wanted Anne for herself,Since ever he had been on the sceneIt was like she was on the shelf.Anne never ca..
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Often I sit at the soul’s soft reachWhere the tide sweeps in to a lonely beach,Where the rollers roll and the breakers breakTo tug at the string..
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The rain swiftly flowed down the gutters,The thunder roared out overhead,The wind whistled in through the falling leavesOf the trees that were thought..
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The sculptured mermaid hung at the prow,And breasted the highest waves,Her hair flew back from the salt and sprayWas carved from some wooden staves,Sh..
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He caught my eye as he stared to sea,I noticed his shoulders heave,And tears were flowing so fast and freeMore than you would believe,He wasn’t ..
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She kept him out in the garden shedWhere her sisters wouldn’t see,He’d not been once in her upstairs bedIf they saw, she’d say, &lsq..
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