Lycia Harding Poet Rhyme

Witch Hunt

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Forego thy demons, none would be found here

Such guile belies the pleasure of the young

Until thy trials should rise of fact, not fear,

so will thy measure see the pious hung

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06/08/2018

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Andrea Dietrich June 16, 2018 at 10:22 AM Congrats on your win, Lycia.

Eve Roper June 14, 2018 at 8:50 PM Wonderful write, Lycia !:-) Congratulations on your win! Hugs Eve ~’*

Anne-Lise Andresen June 13, 2018 at 7:20 AM - Congratulations on your little rhyme poem, Lycia :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Lycia Harding June 14, 2018 at 8:45 AM Hi Anne-Lise, thank you! xoxo

Silent One June 13, 2018 at 7:10 AM Well said Lycia!! Congratulations on your placement in the contest.. Lycia Harding June 14, 2018 at 8:36 AM Thank you, Si. Fun contest, do another one! xoxo

Mick Talbot June 8, 2018 at 11:28 AM Many a true word, as they say, well expressed, and I know it still happens, not the hanging part though, well not in the UK. Lycia Harding June 8, 2018 at 11:17 PM Thank you, Mick! xoxo