The Freek Showmature
A bent man stands, as curtains open.
Skin and bone welcomes us all,
to a show that never ends.
Hunched back Jim hands out offal
while the master prepares.
"Cover your ears and pry open your eyes.",
the master speaks.
"The show is about to begin!"
The End
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This is a collaborative poetry experiment.the previous author will supple the character name as the title of the next chapter.
For example: Meet Thunder. the next author would right a poem based on a member of the Freek Show called Thunder.
The poems can be long,short,gory,or funny. any form, style or rhyme scheme is ok.
All I ask is you keep to the theme of The Freek Show and the chapter title provided by the previous Author.
Have Fun!!
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was posted on May 17, 2011 by
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