Up on the hill
The gallows stand
A freshly hung body
Swings in the wind
A story started
A story lived
Now that story has come to an end
A life of crime
The debt mow paid
The body that swings
Upon the gallows that day
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
S noopy Root beer in hand Flying googles and scarf In a little french cafe you sit Forget the war Forget The Red Baron Drink up Mourn those ...
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