Dandy Man

Dandy Man sonnet poems

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Run, run as fast as you can,
You can’t escape the Dandy Man,
In your dreams you will met,
In your mind he will sleep,
Every corner you ever turn,
He will be there to watch you burn,
Hide, hide where you may,
Slowly you will decay,
On your sanity he will feed,
Till you fall to your knees,
There is no point to resist,
Soon you will cease to exist,
Sit and rest for awhile,
As he waits with a smile,
Up your back your sins will creep,
Now your soul he will reap,
So sleep, sleep while you can,
Until you meet the Dandy Man.

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prabitha balasubramanian
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Really nice…..hair raising ending.

Rebecca Lyle
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A liked The Dandy Man, as it it nicely penned.

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