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They’d all been swept to the beach and left
Like flotsam, after the storm,
Some were alive and some were dead
In that tragic scene, at dawn,
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She lived in a tiny cottage
On top of a sea-bound bluff,
Looked down on the cold blue waters
In fair weather, and in rough,
The smoke that curled ..
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He
looked on down from the higher ground
At
the village he held in thrall,
A
gaggle of bowers, of steeples and towers
And
he ruled th..
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They’d
shovelled her husband into the ground
Before
she got to the grave,
She
wasn’t able to keep good time
And
her husba..
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She
cooked the final meals at the gaol,
Collected
the hangman’s clothes,
For
he inherited everything
Of
the hanged man, heaven..
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‘Why
would I even look at you?’
She
said, when I made my bid,
She
must have been all of thirty four,
While
I was just a k..
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I’ve
often received weird messages,
Nothing
to do with me,
They
come through the cyber passages
So
called, that would set you f..
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The
sun had set on the mountain top
Before
we could get away,
I
hadn’t wanted to drive by night
But
rather the light of day,
..
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‘You
have to come up to the house,’ she said,
‘I
hate to be there at night,
I
have two ghosts in the old bedposts
An..
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He
told me that once he’d killed someone,
A
long, long time in the past,
He’d
held him down and he’d used a gun,
I
..
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