No Room For Hate

P Patricia Grantham Patricia Grantham
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I went to a house and walked up to the gate A man came outside and his name was called Hate He asked me a question would you like to come in? I then thought for a moment hate is no kin He then wanted to know what do you think of me? I said in reply I still have no need of thee Hate stood for a moment and began to shake his head Maybe I'll try and ask for his soul instead Then he looked around and winked like a troll What would you accept in exchange for your soul? I looked at Hate with the blink of an eye You'll live in this house until the day you die Hate said my house is large with lots of room I told him where he lives is filled with doom He then decided to give up on his quest And said I will try to persuade another guest Copyright 2013

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