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Abandoned Feast Poem
Lady Sapho Byron
Posts: 770
2/8/2018
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The Lyre or Erato assures it's readers that this poem was not found anywhere near the Shuttered Palace.
I like murdering
And so do you;
Let’s hunt down your subjects,
Just one or two
Hundred.
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http://fallenlondon.com/Profile/Lady%20Sapho%20L%20Byron
Fighting the Menace of Corsetry Since 1892.
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Tystefy
Posts: 450
2/9/2018
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Another abandoned poem.
Romance, romance,
throw me a bone
romance, romance,
be prepared and in the zone
romance, romance,
I'm stil
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Will sometimes return to post absurdity.
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ChangelingChilde
Posts: 231
3/6/2018
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A bit of poetry that was in your head when you woke up this morning:
Do you dream of death by water?
Do you know what the thunder said?
Listened well to the fire sermon?
Or are you just asleep in bed?
edited by GuesssWho on 3/6/2018
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DO you recall how the Hunger began?
I'm sorry, my darling, I don't think I can!
OUT past the High Wilderness and beyond
I fear I've gone Seeking, for of Him I'm fond.
--The Elfin Cannibal
Seven scars, seven chains, a soul too stained for Hell, and seven sainted candles burning at the well.
Gone to Grieve on the 17th day of the 7th month, 1897. Will be Vake-hunting next.
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Ginneon Thursday
Posts: 265
3/7/2018
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A poem most certainly *not* found in the Shuttered Palace tunnels and which is *not at all* sticky with honey:
Roses are red
Your death mask is white
I'll be your new Queen
When your wife's gone tonight
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Ginneon Thursday: Revelrous Professor of Benthic
Departments of Mycoenology, Lepidoptery
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Elaina Schill
Posts: 191
3/7/2018
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The Exceptional Rose is red,
Absence is Gant,
I thought I could write
But really I can't.
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Main, Phiri Ulfur, the Cunning Shadow. Their heart belongs to a Pirate-Poet across the Zee.
Alt Vermillion Liminate, the Tragic Scholar.
Alt #2,Lady Jacqueline Blackwood, the Savage Beauty.
Alt #3, Veracity Taylor, the Dame of the Docks.
The Dogged Seeker, self explanatory.
I will accept any social actions on Fallen London(unless its a box of live rats. I already got rid of the d---ned things once and am not eager to repeat the endeavor).
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