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The Bird God Heather Lydia Thornhill	for her delicate self but all too quickly for everybody else and only by holding hands with her much loved teacher would she go to the back of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Blinding Factor Nova Luv	Everybody needs some help when it's come time to fight But tell me, when is it our turn to to finally...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
the book of families in mystery the book of families in mystery	Henry is frightened that now Sophia will tell everybody at home that I advised you to kill us in the old...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Box Delena Gray	It sits on a shelf to the left in a corner … everybody wonders and every one has seen it in passing...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Change Starts With Me Ciara ward	Why is everybody so evil and mean, They're only out...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Clown Arpon Sadhukhan	Finally, when the act ended and everybody went, The clown sat on stage all weird and bent, Probably he was sad, probably he cried, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Cock And The Bull Charles Stuart Calverley	(Let everybody wipe his own himself) Sniff’d —...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Death Of Marie Toro Robert William Service	A by-word of the Boulevard and everybody's butt; A week ago she haunted us, we heard her whining cry, We brushed aside the broken...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Death of the Queen William Topaz McGonagall	She was very charitable, as everybody knows, But the loss of her husband caused her many woes, Because he cheered her at Balmoral...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
the difference, the difference, the similarity Yukunno Ghirmay	is approximately from socialist...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Disagreeable Man William Schwenck Gilbert	Yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Discontented Daffodils. (Prose) Michael Fairless	lot all day long, till they made themselves and everybody else extremely...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dream of a Girl Who Lived at Seven-Oaks William Brighty Rands	Seven witty little boys, whom everybody tips; Seven nice fathers, to call little maids joys; Seven nice mothers, to kiss the little...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Dusky Wood-Swallow Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	When the chill days end; Little Jacky Martin Everybody's...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The dying time Phil Roberts	The Dying Time does not discriminate It kills everybody it can, It stalks around the wide world Like a plaque that is sweeping the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Embodiment Of Private Tony Slovich Mario William Vitale	everybody know the places and dreams that he experienced a rush of cold air came through the auditorium...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
the epitaph Jacques NZUZI LUZAYISU	Everybody found the death on his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Essence of a Man Suvam Yadav	The essence of a man Is to live and die for everybody and everything else But yourself she says To be brave as a wolf but to follow like a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Golden Rule Edward Wahbe	The language and imagery , that long fascinated everybody is numb , Now is the time to deliver the promises , Now before the streams turn into mud ,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Great America - (i) Hashan Mannan	Everybody speak out, America, A little bit loud,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Grim Reapers Daughter Monty Dane Sipe	your clothes and you think it's a secret, but everybody...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Journey Swarup Bhattacharya	is busy, rushing down from...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE JUDGMENTAL SOCIETY Phil Roberts	Because all Anglos are evil they say, So everybody else should rule And Anglos should be in the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Jungle Animals Sanele Dlamini	As the birds continue to fly Everybody has been asking where I have been Not knowing I have been dancing with the bee's The Lions...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The lane. Swarup Bhattacharya	At night,when everybody sleeps, It remains awaken and reposes the street beggers and stray...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)