Shood Poems - Poems about Shood

...The town fathers are long neglected by scavenging vultures, locked up as they are, in the wood cabin, we call the town museum. Inside the shack, there are old tintypes, sepia photographs and t......

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...Mixed Up Werds Twonite I am often blinded in my verse words evade my searching mind. Down and blue from this curse my thoughts should be refined. I ache to write a great song a little ditty......

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...the evil lays in the darkness of the shadows, when the sun rises the shadows run away, when the light is shining the evil is shood away, with the sun apoun us we should not cowwered, until we see......

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