On A Dark And Chilly Evening Poem by Joyce Hemsley

On A Dark And Chilly Evening



Suffering a sense of deja vu
One dank and chilly evening,
She hurried through the dust of town,
A detour of criminal renown.

In the distance, a double scare:

One - a dwarf was lurking there
Two - she saw him draw his gun.
She did not dare to ask him why.
Had to run, or she would die.

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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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