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EIΔΩΛΩ OVERMAN

EIΔΩΛΩ OVERMAN

FEODALI SEPTIMA ALTAQVE METALLI AC SOLIS MEA HIC VINDICTA
PROFVNDVM DENVO HVIVS HASTILVDII DICITVR...

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Overman Ecgþracu

Overman Ecgþracu

Feudal, an’ Deep Swaird Scar-Faced Ah,

Th’ Lone Skye-Horror

Thad heare Ah once gleamingly...

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Gladding

Gladding is an old near extinct activity designed to catch...

From the cliff tops and harbour
at dawn or dusk
we may still be seen squatting
and...

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The Queen

The Queen

Rest in peace to Her Majesty,
The powerhouse in a small shell,
A lover of horses and corgis...

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The Lovers of Modena

Disturbed

When a scream was released
sixteen hundred
years ago, but heard only
yesterday .....

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Windmill

Windmill

Once there were many
Integral part of rural life
The Miller and his mill
Who did the...

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Prince Rudolf and Mary

Prince Rudolf and Mary

Died one after the another
He shot her
Then turned guilty gun upon himself
After...

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The Dead Mad Poets Society

The Dead Mad Poets Society

One needs to be fruitcake,
Truth be told a complete loon.
Or more madder than a hatter,...

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SHOE SHINERS

Whatever happened to New York's shoe shiners ?
Disappeared forever just like British miners
...

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Clio

Clio

I loved
she didn't
the rest is history.

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That old rugged cross 🌹

That old rugged cross 🌹

There leans that old rugged cross where her body once lay

Fragmented dust to dust amongst...

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VIOLET GIBSON AND MUSSOLINI

Go back in time please to April the seventh 1926
Mussolini was in power and playing nasty tricks...

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The Dead Mad Poets Society

The Dead Mad Poets Society

You need to be fruitcake,
Truth be told a loon.
Madder than a hatter,
One barking at...

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Lincoln At Gettysburg

Dedicated to Jim "The Lad"

Lincoln At Gettysburg

It was a brisk autumn day in 1863,
As clouds rolled by all floating free.
At Gettysburg...

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HAPPENING HAPPENS HAPPENED


Its quarter to seven on a Tuesday morn
Someone has died and someone is born
It's...

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Where are you, brother

To the late Mr ZHANG Jian (張健), translated by Yiyan Han (c)...

Where are you, brother

A Chinese song by the late Mr ZHANG Jian ( 張健 , 1970-11-11 to 2019-04-18), who was a student leader in the...