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tourist (Free verse) by skaskowski

a mansion hid past a brown blueberry bush on the crest of a crusty old hill. and bid for the last creepy spot in the trafficking roads that wound round her whole dell. and paid bucks and pennies for each, and, well, any surveyor of the indescribable. so she might redecorate all of the ornate and useless glass fixtures she kept alight.

ALChemy 6-Nov-05/1:17 PM
Lose "whole" in stanza 2.




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