In this country, we cover not the craniums
of our women...
.
Trouble was in the fusty air...
*before you read this poem you must read in this...
1...
(For anybody who heard my little story about the...
I see him every fortnight...
In 1893 in a quite little Inn
slept soundly a peaceful little girl...
The house next door was vacant,
For at least fifty years...
I try to listen to everyone, but it seems like I...
I don't wanna listen...
Why do they haunt me,
follow at every turn...
Tear drops of love,
Teardrops of hate...
A newly married couple, lets
call them Bobby and Kate; had...
A few years went by and finally
a buyer...
I spent the morning
looking at this...