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(stilted) Laurels From A Poe Toaster

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Stilts on ice in Boston city
Isn’t it a pity
The story it goes
Tells of a distorted ghost
And this we know
His laurel’s on the snow
Yearly keeping we see him
Walks in the same way
To the same shady place
He says
Hey Poe, hey Poe, hey Poe, let’s have a toast
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Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: History
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