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Leprechaun
By ashottothetemple
There he sits
Almost a lost soul
Atop a gravestone
A funny little creature
Piping his bowl
Swinging his legs
Back and forth
To and fro
Jagged little smile
Haunting eyes
Shackled boots
Whispering rhymes
A glimmering top hat
Knickers of a dark shade
Wicked emerald jacket
Almost Jade
Black leather bowtie
A twisted limb
Right by his side
It aided him
Cringing as he steadies
Upon the soil
Chewing on
A fresh picked boil
Hobbling away
We heard him cry
A devil's tale
And a lullaby
Back in the shadows
From where he dwells
Hinder off into a fog
To bask in hell
Curiosity, they say
killed the cat
Ours left us dead
Right where we sat
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Copyright 2004 spirett
Comments on "Leprechaun"
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On Thursday, September 15, 2005, SorrowSoul
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wrote:
You really painted an incredible tale here with amazing imagery. Simply stunning.
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On Friday, January 21, 2005, bloody LOVEly
(85) wrote:
the flow of this is really awesomeand the descriptions are like putting pictures in my head.
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On Monday, August 9, 2004, Northstar
(374) wrote:
this is a great read--flow is on point as well as the rhyme scheme--quite enjoyable--I can really picture this ;)
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A former member wrote:
I love those last lines. They're killer...totally nailed the whole point of the poem. Spectacular.
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