Saturday, March 12, 2016
The Klan Comments
Rating: ★4.3
Countryside was cold and still
There were three crosses on the hill
Each one wore a burning hood
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12/19/2025 7:31:33 AM # 1.0.0
And each one wore a mask of white To hide his cruel face from sight And each one sucked a hungry breath Out of the empty lungs of death Beautiful poem, nicely penned. Thanks for the sharing.