Poems by Connor

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  • The sinner is a man who is going to hell
    He threw a small cat down the well...

  • Sacked (1)

    You see their foot coming towards you
    But theres nothing else you can do...

  • There is a happy, crappy bird
    A one that's made out of turd...

  • The man with no face is such a disgrace
    He wears a black veil made out of lace...

  • Shadows dance upon the wall
    As if their having a private ball...

  • The bell tower chimes at 5 o'clock
    Now they take me to the dock...

  • Fish (1)

    Fish swim free in the deep blue sea
    Frolicking about in all their glee...

  • Whats that shadow outside the door
    That figure walking across the floor...