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The perilous crimes of Hooley

On a tree of rust, lay Hooley With his creeper arms dangling low. He took a breath and then a dagger To slit into the tender greens of the dying leaf. Mother shook in terror like a windling whirlpool Rising from the bed of corals until her fluid locks touched the clouded aqua horizon. "Heed ho! Heed!" Hooley had to be paid for his sins.

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