Poem -

String Billy

String Billy

ne're met him,
He was long gone
when I heard..
The ogre down
the brick pond.
din't say a word.
He'd come a fearin'
and scaring all the
birds..
like a Crow Man,
or a Mole Catcher..
flailing on the
verge..
they called him
String Billy..
and none could pass.
unless ..
they had a piece
of string..
to give .
nothing more,
nor less,
He was a demon..
hitherto possessed,
if he did not get
his toll..
his piece of
string..
mightier than
a wizard and
shiftier than
a troll..
How long..
is a piece of string..?
it doesnt matter.
as long as you bring.

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The fish of the sea

I really like how you have managed to structure your Poem Pauline, It really emphasises and keeps your work very engaging. Thanks for sharing the story of String Billy! I look forward to what you have to offer in your future posts. ;). All the best and kind regards. The Fish of the Sea.

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pauline codd

It's my pleasure...its a true story af a boy/ man that used to de.and string.ot hed not let you pass...xx

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Marion

Really?? He must surely have had MH problems?? Still...creepy and scary!!
Excelent write Pauline ??

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pauline codd

Yes he did, it was in the sixties plus...not often did we see these people suffering, they put them in hospitals..locked them away..as you probably know.

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