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[title] => The Deamon Faire
[time] => 2014-07-21 14:53:20
[hometext] => today is birthday so poem is funny poem made up fantasy poem scarry like the dark poems
[bodytext] => The Deamon Faire The Deamon Faire The Deamon Faire a paroday of a novel the awful ugly was moving slightly impaired in the fire was slowing it down it was the deamon faire come to the home the little child asleep in the hay the pussy willow cat came to catch the deamon faire she crept near the crypt the deamon faire lumbered near the mill the mill was turning wheel almost captured pussy willows tale she sounded like a deamon cat all wound upp and upp too bat indeed the deamon faire looked like a hairy bat in a suit with the tie the cat pounced at the deamon faire and missed the splash was a wet pussy willow cat she hissed the deamon faire sounded just like this a long burning howl pulled over a wool scarf then turned into a screech the outreach tried to reach the scene of the crime was an old pond milling and lumbering and long overgrown ivy trailing meandering overblown moss the author was right up to this point and then she lost her train of thought the end of the book never tells us exactly what happened to the The Deamon Faire ed,note,ed did you read Faire as FAIR or FAIRY oh what a Happy Birthday Paroday a real live dead poet charlax poetry poem [comments] => 1 [counter] => 108 [topic] => 73 [informant] => charlax [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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