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by Everlasting Jan 9, 2023 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
the night is nigh my eye can see the light is dimming with stars is brimming the sky so high I hear a wheeze is it from me? Oh nay, oh nay
by Mr. Darcy
the light it dims below the creek It wanes and leaks below my shins an owl he hoots or doth he speak I'm wearing boots upon these feet Yonder field It is full of hay And lots of donkeys oh nay, oh nay