Graves
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Graves,
Graves,
Silent rust down,
Graves,
Graves,
Strained bedfellows we are,
Graves,
Graves,
So far and so near,
Graves,
Graves,
What more can I say?
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Daily Archives: January 16, 2014
There was a minister, quite bad
There was a minister, quite bad,
Who told us one day we were mad,
That we borrowed too much,
And with reality had lost touch,
I say it is he, not us, who is MAD.
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The Day the Weather Went MAD
The day the weather went mad
A day I thought I had been had,
By the weather extreme, quite obscene,
The day the weather went mad.
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The Crazymad Writer Writes Again 