Michael Gale

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I Toad That Witch, I'D Kick Her Monkey, Raw Red. - Poem by Michael Gale
Whine's the crows dive bombed the scare crowed coward...
Hence the well entranced and entrapped shower.
It spewer ed in us and well amongst...
Lowered our sums of intense pain.
Waylaid our untriumphed splendor..
Delay, delay the wicked witch's, seam ripping unmender.
Poems by Michael Gale : 551 / 1205
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 23, 2009
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