Alexander Gardner Poems

Who here yearns to ride the winds
Along the coastal shore?
And who alone must face the beast
To settle that awful score?
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She said 'Who's there? ' to the midnight air,
as she heard that fateful sigh,
And she turned and squirmed like a tiny worm,
to find that fleeting cry.
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People, People, gather round.
Look at this new world we’ve found.
Work and work with sweat and blood,
Work right through the rain and mud,
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Up jumped the Joker with his wide-rimmed smirk,
Laughing and clapping like a child he lurked,
Straight to the king with the dirk in hand,
Meant to spread fear across the land.
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