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Grinch Member Elite
since 2005-12-31
Posts 2929Whoville |
See the snake slither Coal black and crying With tears cast for mother, A lover or friend. Up Larkill in drizzle All coughing and shuffles, The muffles of morning All mourning the end. Past the crowd gathering For doffing and crosses, Wailing a trail For the preacher to mend. Slow through the gates now Mates solemn and knowing Respects for the going And a place for the grave. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I appreciate the "gravity" of the situation. Morbid, morose ~ and cleverly scribed! Love & Light, EA |
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Grinch Member Elite
since 2005-12-31
Posts 2929Whoville |
I honestly thought this one would go by without a comment, thank you for proving me wrong. |
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