Tag: rhyming
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Divine Dawn Vimy Ridge
Marching with the rank and file Third trench Christmas, it’s all lasting a while. Curios whittled on frontlines and letters from home on a table in a pile Songs with similar airs performed in curious varied style Sitting on hard benches, itchy bunioned with asses piled Slapped knees and all at ease, dancing between the…
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You Up?
In a birthday card it’s something trite In my cold car back it’s a midnight ride It’s a horrible daylike night Type of eve that man’ll cop a wolf bite Noises get lost and boys get lost in the wood at night Accounts of old murder, I’m on the count, count dracula Three counts on…