Starrett Poems - Poems about Starrett

... There’s someone that you want to kill, but ride it out, avoid the rope? You’d spare the chair in prisonville? Then I am here to give you hope! Number one, you don’t want blood. Don’t be Wils......

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...Mine was a somewhat humble Holy Grail. For forty years, I hoped to see a plane fly right across the moon. I hoped in vain. Though once I got to see a vapour trail bisect the orb, I couldn’t quite......

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