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BUYER BEWARE Looking for a house, the family and I, We found an empty across from the dump. Quiet, serene, peaceful? Or not! Horrid, grasping, Reaching, yearning! Windows for eyes Doors were throats Couldn't they see? Couldn't they sense? Don't go near! Don't go close! Oh no Now it's too late! Son-in-law no more. 17 lines Word Count 287 This poem won Writer's Cramp Nov. 1, 2009
"WINNER & NEW PROMPT"
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