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...14/03/22
A little boy sat all alone
Beneath a dying throttler tree
Through which’s branches, bare and cold
The wind cavorted mournfully.
Upon his lap was lain a bract
The final of a lost ar...
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Categories:
throttler, death,
Form: Rhyme
The Innkeeper
...The death penalty.
What a laugh
And their pulling on strings
To keep this going
As their money bags swing
Lifelessly
From left to right.
How dare they take an old mans
Walking stick.
How dar...
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Categories:
throttler, adventure, allegory, angst,
Form: Free verse