Pestillence
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The Black Death was a sad little boy. He'd no friends, no family, or neighbours. He met with rats, they liked him lots, their hearts sure did belabour. They spread the word, and soon they carried, A little boy named Black Death. The rats they call
*This is a poem based on the black plague that spread through Europe in the mid-14th century. It started in Dorset and spread throughout the land. It touched the souls of old and young and in between The women and Children'll kiss the p
