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The smallest boy you've ever seen
He wiped his nose onto his sleeve
And walked alone, alone, alone
He heard some children laugh and cry
He stopped his feet and glanced his eye
To find a coaster standing high
And walked alone, alone, alone
Zipping up his jacket tight
He then resumes his wander night
Guided by carnival light
And walked alone, alone, alone
He heard the screaming of the crows
As he passed the freaky shows
All the bottles stacked in rows
And walked alone, alone, alone
Sniffling with utter remorse
He interrupts a tear in course
As he darts under a horse
And walked alone, alone, alone
He had reached the playing flute
There, the Giantess, ripping food
He said hello, but she was shrewd
And walked alone, alone, alone
The little boy then hit the ground
Pushed by silhouetted clown
And in an hour the boy came 'round
And walked alone, alone, alone
The boy took any leave he take
Dashed for the pier, for safety's sake
He tripped and fell into the lake
And swam alone, alone, alone
He struggled hard without a muse
And yet the lake was thick as glues
He shrieked for help, but yet no use
And drowned alone, alone, alone
Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2006-11-13 at 00:09
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Once, a chilly summer's eveThe smallest boy you've ever seen
He wiped his nose onto his sleeve
And walked alone, alone, alone
He heard some children laugh and cry
He stopped his feet and glanced his eye
To find a coaster standing high
And walked alone, alone, alone
Zipping up his jacket tight
He then resumes his wander night
Guided by carnival light
And walked alone, alone, alone
He heard the screaming of the crows
As he passed the freaky shows
All the bottles stacked in rows
And walked alone, alone, alone
Sniffling with utter remorse
He interrupts a tear in course
As he darts under a horse
And walked alone, alone, alone
He had reached the playing flute
There, the Giantess, ripping food
He said hello, but she was shrewd
And walked alone, alone, alone
The little boy then hit the ground
Pushed by silhouetted clown
And in an hour the boy came 'round
And walked alone, alone, alone
The boy took any leave he take
Dashed for the pier, for safety's sake
He tripped and fell into the lake
And swam alone, alone, alone
He struggled hard without a muse
And yet the lake was thick as glues
He shrieked for help, but yet no use
And drowned alone, alone, alone
Poetry by weirdzarun
Read 455 times
Written on 2006-11-13 at 00:09
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