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John J Sorensunis
Walking merrily about did John J go
Did fright a come about his usual glow
Scared to walk in dark and muddy rays
Tersely rehearsed in fragile ruddy greys
Drops of iced earth 'neath his sullen feet
Trodden spirits bequeathed his hellish beat
Hardened like a rock, the soulless son soars
Off the beaten path to the nervous cores
So John J flew to his house with a fright
Never to again walk merrily in the night
Like an angel with blackened wings
Fraid of wicked and determined things
Sore was the light of it for John J's eyes
The sun began to sting his blinded lies
So from his house he was forced to creep
Forever for the aphotic souls to keep
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