"The Wooden Man"...One Year Later.A Poem by Night A Dark Tale by Night.2013
Wooden Man, Wooden man... you can't catch me! You have no legs, so you can't run you're just a silly old tree! 7 disappeared that night gone without a sound. You just don't tease "The Wooden Man" when the circus comes around. Mr. Murphy was a working man... a simple folk from town. An urban legend...that took the seven never to be found. And on the edge of Boomtown... it sat with great delight. Night.2013 © 2013 Night |
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