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Arlin Poems - Poems about Arlin


The Door In the Closet Pt.3
...As I waited on the Constable I wondered why the gate was open and the front door locked, by whom? The Constable arrived blowing his horn at the front gate in an old Dodge pick up, real old Dodge ......Read the rest...
Categories: arlin, imagination, mysteryme, old, me,
Form: Narrative

Book: Reflection on the Important Things