September 19, 2010 at 11:42 am
Poem, G (All)
Weird | Ghost | Weird
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I walked in the murky waters of illusion, and then I feel something grabbing my leg.
It was an old twisty branch, so luckily I reach into my pocketknife.
Cut the twisty branch, then I was free for the most part that is.
Then I saw a haunted house, quite charming house by my standards.
Well at least the fireplace is nice warm, so I decorated the house.
Turn into the school for poetry, so the students can learn the mighty fine points of poems.
So far over 45 students came to the school, it was a cool idea of the brilliance.
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