A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.


386. Three little men

One blue, one green, one red

Three little men in bed,

One is loud, one is quiet, 

The third is on a diet, 

One is young, one is old,

The last one feels quite cold,

One is bitter, the other’s sweet,

The third goes about on his feet,

One is tall, one is small,

And the last one is all,

One is close, the other far,

The third one is ajar,

One blue, one green, one red,

Three little men are dead…

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