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Horn Horrible Maine Haiku

Horn Horrible Maine Haiku when he would take aim kill became terrible game had received the blame never gave a hoot to death some people did shoot would wear a brown boot cannot bring them back love and mental skills did lack he had blown his stack heard them when they bowl their life away killer stole death out he did dole a sad song was sung dying breath was on his tongue death around had hung possible motivate was to not let others live death to them did give result a sad site killed himself removing blight shed tears day and night James Truthful Honorable Horn (Thomas)

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