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48. Bully's song © Bruce Goodman 29 October 2017 |
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(The poetic form selected for this week is the French triolet.) |
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I heard them drive a nail in my coffin. He’ll die, they said, once he loses air. Next there was a thud and they were laughin’. I heard them drive a nail in my coffin. I used to give them cheek, in fact quite often. Apparently it’s more than they could bear. I heard them drive a nail in my coffin. He’ll die, they said, once he loses air. |