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The Stranger
Contributed by
jonteD
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Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 11:27:04 AM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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The stranger came, tall, dressed all in black,
He looked a mean man, no looking back,
His hat shaded his eyes from the sun,
Children pulled from street by their Mom.
His stride was long, but slow and knowing,
As though God sent he knew where he was going
Heaven help the man who stood in the way,
Of this dude from out of town who came today.
Always one, a roughneck worse for liquor,
Said “don’t think of stopping, just move quicker”,
But the stranger smiled, not scared in the least,
Hit the man with a bible and said “Son, I’m your new priest”.
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jonteD
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2004-03-31 11:27:04]
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Re: The Stranger
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by xoblondiebabix3 on
Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 02:08:38 PM AEST
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Thats a really really really good poem! that kind of reminds me of one of my dreams..
Good job! luved it!*~ :)
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Re: The Stranger
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by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 05:05:32 PM AEST
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You sure had me fooled there for a while, J...
Hugs
Little Lady.... |
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