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Posted by: Poison_my_Heart Fri Dec 29, 2006 @ 08:35am

Attend the tale of Sweeny Todd.
His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
He shaved the faces of gentlemen
Who never thereafter were heard of again.
He trod a path that few have trod,
Did Sweeny Todd, The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.
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Commented on: Fri Dec 29, 2006 @ 09:17am


	A very lovely poem it is.I give you a 10 being the highest score

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