Who is Loshe Masunda
Poet, seduced by emotions...
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- A Creepy Sinister
Hunting for a red,
Longing for a sweet crimson,
The moon strolls across the sky,
As the red night lens past the earth,
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- After L Die
When the ink spitting words
Ceases to vomit,
When the mind potraying poetry
No longer flourishes,
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Grandad
by Robert Service
Heaven's mighty sweet, I guess;
Ain't no rush to git there:
Been a sinner, more or less;
Maybe wouldn't fit there.
Wicked still, bound to confess;
Might jest pine a bit there.
Heaven's swell, the preachers say:
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