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Tinashe Mupedzapasi

Rookie - 246 Points (12-07-1993)

The owel 3


There you are
The nocturnal bird
Going back to your nest
For the day is breaking
You now go and take a rest
For you make hell during the night
I wonder what there in the darkness
That makes you hate the light
And it's only the night
That you become mighty
When ever you raise your voice
Children got chilli
Mice stop squicking
For you are the master of darkness

Submitted: Saturday, February 23, 2013

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