Marion's Poetry: The Runner

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Sunday, February 24, 2008

The Runner

A halo of Irish red Ablaze While the shadowy steed glided beneath him The moonshine in his pockets was the reason that Hell was at his heels Copyright (c) 2008 Marion Merrill. All rights reserved. Sign in to see full entry.

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