Cudgeled Poems - Poems about Cudgeled

...Watching the marching ants, while I wondering their monotonous strife, A weary one left the line, away he walked to a lonesome land. Hands on head with faltering gait, dearth of joy he wandered a b......

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...I fled from the clutch of boss To stay clear of drop-dead day My head was buzzy, eyes fuzzy As if stepped on a big stingray. They call me an angry ghost A poltergeist of neighborhood They are......

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...One morning ere the sun burnt hot My brother Abel pleased me not, And though my face shone like the sun, When moonlight came I cudgeled him. Oh, had my brother marked me well There were no ......

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