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Gaspy Poems - Poems about Gaspy


The Doppelganger She
...I was once seen on one’s graveyard Strumming an old guitar with a beer in one hand I asked, “What was I wearing?” “A clown’s”, the woman said, “and a cross lay flat on your chest.” On a clowny ......

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Categories: gaspy, confusion, death, imagination, woman,
Form: Narrative

Book: Reflection on the Important Things