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Oct 2016
Milly has a candy house
What an invisible little house
Milly told me it was not a solitude
It was a gift from the childhood
Milly painted it red and blue
With her little scalpel
See, All the puppets were doomed
Milly danced to her favourite tango
and suddenly all the puppets sang to the moon
“It’s late, Milly you should go to bed.”
Milly heard that
“Milly please don’t be sad”
Puppets turned to candies and said
“See you again”
Milly’s candy house and her little friends
What if I told you, red meant blood and blue meant mood.
Puppets were the poor humans and the house was made of bodies.

Was it still a cute poem?
Johnny Davis
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Johnny Davis  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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