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is beautiful things with a right person
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THE PRISON BOY
THE PRISON BOY CAME HOME ONE DAY TO FIND HIS GIRL HAD GONE AWAY AND WHEN HE ASKED THE REASON WHY WITH THESE FEW WORDS SHE DID REPLY IF YOU LEAD AN HONEST LIFE I WILL SURELY BE YOUR DARLING WIFE BUT AS YOU LED A LIFE OF CRIME THEN GO FAR AWAY AND DO YOUR TIME SO THE PRISON BOY WENT OUT ONE NIGHT AND GOT HIMSELF INTO A FIGHT WHEN OUT HE PULLED HIS STANLY KNIFE HIS FINAL SENTENCE WAS HIS LIFE FAR AWAY IN HIS CELL THE PRISON BOY RANG HIS BELL AND WHEN THEY THEY CAME THEY FOUND HIM DEAD AND ON HIS HEART A NOTE THAT READ DIG MY GRAVE AND DIG IT DEEP AND LAY RED ROSES AT MY FEET AND ON MY HEART A TURTLE DOVE TO SHOW THE WORLD I DIED FOR LOVE SO ALL YOU GIRLS OUT THERE BE TOLD A PRISON BOYS HEART IS MADE OF GOLD SO IF YOU FIND ONE TRAT HIM TRUE BECAUSE A PRISON BOY WILL DIE FOR YOU THIS WAS WRITTEN ON THE CEILING OF MY CELL MANY YEARS AGO I MEMORISED IT AND NEVER FORGET IT SO NICE RESPECT TO WHO EVER WROTE IT |
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THE PRISON BOY
THE PRISON BOY CAME HOME ONE DAY TO FIND HIS GIRL HAD GONE AWAY AND WHEN HE ASKED THE REASON WHY WITH THESE FEW WORDS SHE DID REPLY IF YOU LEAD AN HONEST LIFE I WILL SURELY BE YOUR DARLING WIFE BUT AS YOU LED A LIFE OF CRIME THEN GO FAR AWAY AND DO YOUR TIME SO THE PRISON BOY WENT OUT ONE NIGHT AND GOT HIMSELF INTO A FIGHT WHEN OUT HE PULLED HIS STANLY KNIFE HIS FINAL SENTENCE WAS HIS LIFE FAR AWAY IN HIS CELL THE PRISON BOY RANG HIS BELL AND WHEN THEY THEY CAME THEY FOUND HIM DEAD AND ON HIS HEART A NOTE THAT READ DIG MY GRAVE AND DIG IT DEEP AND LAY RED ROSES AT MY FEET AND ON MY HEART A TURTLE DOVE TO SHOW THE WORLD I DIED FOR LOVE SO ALL YOU GIRLS OUT THERE BE TOLD A PRISON BOYS HEART IS MADE OF GOLD SO IF YOU FIND ONE TRAT HIM TRUE BECAUSE A PRISON BOY WILL DIE FOR YOU THIS WAS WRITTEN ON THE CEILING OF MY CELL MANY YEARS AGO I MEMORISED IT AND NEVER FORGET IT SO NICE RESPECT TO WHO EVER WROTE IT SUPER |
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Nice poem .
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MY THUNDER QUEEN In the eyes of thunder she rode into the stella winds far away from from minds eye til them lights went dimmed on her journey through the night she promised to hold on true til the days came she didnt feel so blue now each storm she rides again my thunder queen holds tight not aware of darkness or any hidden frights til those days of sadness wither til not in sight blink and you will miss her my thunder queen loose sight dam now i have missed her perhaps one day she will return until that day i see her again i will sit and burn burning oh so brightly into the the hidden light perhaps she will see me and our fires will unite |
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MY THUNDER QUEEN
In the eyes of thunder she rode into the stella winds far away from from minds eye til them lights went dimmed on her journey through the night she promised to hold on true til the days came she didnt feel so blue now each storm she rides again my thunder queen holds tight not aware of darkness or any hidden frights til those days of sadness wither til not in sight blink and you will miss her my thunder queen loose sight dam now i have missed her perhaps one day she will return until that day i see her again i will sit and burn burning oh so brightly into the the hidden light perhaps she will see me and our fires will unite NICE |
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Nice poem .
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