C. Dale Young

(1969 / United States)

The Plunder House

Tired of the empty fields,
the saw grass stretching out of ditches,
the yellow-petalled weeds by the roadside,
we came upon The Plunder House,

its grey-blue-wood-paneled walls,
its mossy-green-shingled roof, and no,
there was no pirate above the door
despite the fact we half expected

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