Jugged Poems - Poems about Jugged

...Simple Simon was not really his name, A nom de plume, of poetic fame. Each poem he composed, he carved backwards on wood, Then printed on foolscap as fast as he could. For halfpen......

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...I stand tall on the windy mountain side. Look down on mankind’s world And snort in depreciated disgust. Let death embrace me in its jugged jaws. I'm not afraid, just tired. This flagella of ......

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...How can it be he is no longer here? How can it be I do not hear that voice His presence haunts me from his battered chair Though I have money and no needs to bare I feel the grief, the aff......

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...How can it be he is no longer here? How can it be I do not hear that voice His presence haunts me from his battered chair Though I have money and no needs to bare I feel the grief, the aff......

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...At the dawn of the morning light The great albatross takes flight After nap he had last night Basking in moon’s mysterious light From the jugged cliff he takes off towards abyss of an ocean It cause......

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