Stine Poems - Poems about Stine

...It's not that we're better because we are not Sometimes love is served better cold instead of hot So nine out of ten it's mostly me I don't always take it so easily So I looked back on my track a......

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...Ten-year Randi Clay Just moved into town - The town of Fear Street, Where horror pulls you down. Enormous, gigantic calendars She sees, hung on her street On October 10th is marked In red -......

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...Staid by sweet suggestion and guileless of mounting truth, this fellow suffering ~ remorse is played upon ~ uncouth! The goading fills my pastime no more the anvil's muse, but lawless, hasten......

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...Oh soul, dark eyes, some splice of time I walked you through, thee Art, divine. Not sense I knew thee - really mine 'til him, 'til Thee - together! Oh Art - my sureness sees not line without acq......

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