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Poem 972

Very Bad Archive

I am really Edward Krayva

Edward Krayva

the moon rises over the aboreal dell

causing me to scream and yell

the victors are threading eternity's bell

which voices in my head, I cannot tell

I tried to make it to the outhouse, but continually fell

I love the solitude, but can't stand the smell

I fear that Julia has fallen down the well

Edward Krayva has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Edward's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Edward's latest works:

Swinette Love

Submitted Dec 19th 2008, 05:53

A Christmas Poem

Submitted Nov 21st 2008, 06:00

Tundra Trash

Submitted Oct 6th 2008, 04:28