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StoryJolly Ho Ho Ho mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryIts All So Crystal Clear ( A Tercet ) mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryGod Forgives ( A Doubled Up Acrostic ) mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryI Can't Have What I had ( An In-Tense ) mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryGraffiti Backdrops ( A Tyburn ) mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryGod is Only Love (Fourword Structure) mcscraic112 years 11 months ago
StoryInnocent Mercy Of God mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryJerusalem’s Welcome mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryJacks All Right mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryJohnnys Journey mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryGig Of His Life mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryHouse Of Rhyme mcscraic112 years 11 months ago
StoryInterview With God mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryInsight Into Poetry Form mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryGiggling With The Grasshopper mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryGods Cares mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryJohn’s Away On mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryHang On - Enjoy The Ride mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryIs It Me Who Is Nursing ? mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryImages From Another World mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryInstitution Hill View mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryHoly Joes mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryGive Them Cake mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryIrish Emon mcscraic012 years 11 months ago
StoryIts All Fair In The End Game mcscraic012 years 11 months ago

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The Collection Plate

The Collection Plate By Paul McCann There were two collections back then by the confraternity men, with their wooden collection plates. Standing...

The Grandmothers Wish

The Grandmothers Wish by Paul McCann The taxi came and she stood in the path as they carried their suitcases to fly away . She looked at them all and...

The Tree They Couldn’t Cut Down

The Tree They Couldn’t Cut Down By Paul McCann There was story I heard about a tree that stood alone on a hill , before the little village streets...
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Because It Was Sunday

Because It Was Sunday By Paul McCann Some days were windy and cool others days I went go to school . We didn’t go on a bus because we walked , all of...

The Face At The Window

The Face At The Window By Paul McCann Opposite our house there was a woman who sat at the window all day. I would always see her everyday when I went...

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