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Town Crier
Contributed by
Butterat_Zool
on
Sunday, 24th August 2003 @ 01:25:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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Bells and ballistae Bells and ballistae And horses and queens And ponies and queens And ponies
Bells and chirurgeons, And ships filled with surgeons And quite the emergence Of emergencies.
And sails and cities And whalers who pity The sailors who sail On these merchant seas.
Here comes the town crier, All crooked with ire And jealousy galloping Down the town streets.
The crazy town crier, His bleached bones the dryer, The damnedest of sinners In crazy white sheets
Runs into Red River, Where his bones shall shiver And shiver and shiver Til Death has its fill.
And there he is taken, Cold, lonesome, shaking, His soul passes judgment, His bones now lie still.
Your soul is found guilty Of causing the wilting Of infinite plants And infinite crops.
I hereby declare my soul shall be spared. I have proof That the bilght and black death Caused that rot.
Your soul is found sane, Though your life was a drain On the life of the village You lived to protect.
Very well, I accept. By my word, Ill correct All the wrongs that were done By my will to neglect.
And so it was settled, The crier was held in A state of damnation And quicksilver death
Until all was sorted Or somehow aborted And then he was put Into eternal rest.
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Butterat_Zool
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2003-08-24 13:25:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Town Crier
(User Rating: 1 ) by Crys on
Tuesday, 2nd September 2003 @ 01:47:17 AM AEST (User
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Without a doubt, Intense.. Very ineteresting. Great Write!
*~*Crys*~* |
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