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The Little Avaganda Book of Poetry
The Little Avaganda Book of Poetry
The Little Avaganda Book of Poetry
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Ten contemporary poems.
1.Love Potion. A man seeks the girl of his dreams by using a witch.
2.Only Smell And Touch. The thoughts of a near comatose patient.
3.Why Worry, No One Else Does.
4.Newspapers. Satire.
5.Sands.
6.Despair.
7.I want To Work. 2 points of view.
8.Tramp, Tramp, Tramp.
9.A Hollow Sound.
10. Comparisons. About the recent Royal Wedding.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAlbert Benson
Release dateMay 11, 2011
ISBN9781465743909
The Little Avaganda Book of Poetry

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    The Little Avaganda Book of Poetry - Albert Benson

    The Little Avaganda Book of Poems

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    Albie Benson

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    Copyright 2011 Albie Benson.

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    Love Potion

    Dabbling in evil necromancy,

    The elusive hunt for the invisible fancy,

    The search for the witch to buy her potions,

    And ask her hands to make magic motions,

    And mix in her cauldron obnoxious lotions,

    To satisfy their obsessive vanity,

    And in the process lose their sanity.

    So I found myself positioned there,

    Pains in my bladder becoming hard to bear,

    Skipping from one foot to the other,

    Nearly crying out for my mother.

    And then with stupid rash decision,

    I knocked on the door with rapid precision.

    And stood quivering on that cold worn stone,

    Then sucked in my breath,

    As I heard an eerie distant moan.

    As the

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