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BLACK BUTTERFLY
POETRY, PROSE AND PAINTINGS
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Wicked Grand Pa
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Wicked Grand Pa frightens us, with stories grim and grave of how the Zombies came back to life, and made a naughty child their slave.
He tells us things he says are true of ships that crew-less sail endlessly on the oceans dark, manned by specters grey and pale.
Wicked Grand Pa builds monsters from things inside his head he tells us of some folk he knew who were buried before they were dead.
He tells the tale of Billy Bones, his friend when he was a lad, who out of his mind with lack of food ate his mum and dad.
Wicked Grand Pa makes the night a frightening time, for sure. We beg for lights to be left on or leave the open door
But we pray for his longevity before we close our eyes because we know his shade will haunt us when our Wicked Grand Pa dies.
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