oh orthodox ghost,
slow down-don't rot
ghost so old, so forgot
soot, snow, fog
fort or boot
toll of lost
bowl of gloom
poor worn cloth
boys who stop
how do crooks know
who won torch or rock
who won growl or shock
flock of wool
block of fools
sold noon
now,
oh moon glow
throw down or stoop
world of folds
drown or shoot
own slow noon
oh, orthodox ghost
so old, so forgot
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