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High In The Rafters
Contributed by
nonefound
on
Wednesday, 4th May 2011 @ 06:17:03 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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High in the rafters he sits Legs dangling, hair long and black Looking down on all who came High up there it was his domain Wooden floors bare and worn Furniture scant, around the room An old table, chair missing a leg Dusty was the room, hadn't seen a broom Cobwebs, spiders busy making their homes
High in the rafters he sits Legs dangling, hair long and black How long he sat,day turned to night The wind found a place to blow Tattered curtains moved ever so slow Day turned to night, but still he sat Children run and play Gathering wild flowers in meadows green High in the rafters he sits Legs dangling, hair long and black Day turned to night, but still he sits. None found.
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2011-05-04 18:17:03] (Date/Time posted on
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