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There are trees in fields of green
where dirty-feathered crows do clean
their blackened heart and evil mind,
leaving little bits of bad behind.
So tread ye not beneath the boughs
where demons live as God allows,
and find ye not the evil there;
it haunts us all- please do beware!
- by Miss Amelia Pond |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 11/22/2008 |
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- Title: Shedding Evil
- Artist: Miss Amelia Pond
- Description: Just a... bizarre little poem I came up with, based off of a fable I wrote: "Why the crow is black". Perhaps I'll put that up at some point, but for now this.
- Date: 11/22/2008
- Tags: shedding evil
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Comments (7 Comments)
- fefy_5620 - 07/06/2010
- una nota muy completa
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- Vincent Hyde Vago - 04/03/2010
- id like to read the story
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- Whigg - 12/19/2009
- as a note, i added it to my faves ;D
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- Whigg - 12/19/2009
- this is very cool. it sounds very... i dunno... folky? xD like, you know. it has the sort of feel that a fairytale or a fable might. which is fitting, being that it's based off a fable you wrote.
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- Miss Amelia Pond - 12/03/2009
- Bough and allow do rhyme; bough and bow (the pronunciation where you bow before someone) are homonyms.
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- Max Headroom Tv - 08/29/2009
- boughs and allow do not ryhme.
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- lanieloo8 - 07/31/2009
- very good
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