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halloween poem for kid

grünes Nachmittagsserene und hell
irgendwo las ich eine merkwürdige, alte, rostige Geschichte
was ich Ihnen verdanken
um so bald zu diesem zu kommen stellte sich Dunkelheit vor
Schlaf süß in Ihren humble Gräbern
ich hörte den Wind aller Tag
wir brechen das Glas dessen sacred Wein
diese alte silberne Schüssel von meinen
möglicherweise
ich denke sie gerades herrliches
die Berge sind sie leise Völker

 



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