The Hunchback Of Notre Dame

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I had to read Victor Hugo's "The Hunchback Of Notre Dame" and take a test on it. Part of that test gave me the option of writing a poem about it.
This craziness really happens in the book, more or less...

Submitted: March 21, 2013

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Submitted: March 21, 2013



The Hunchback Of Notre Dame


Crooked man,

With single eye,

Look from your tower.

What do you spy?


Gypsy dancer, with hair of black,

A dazzling beauty, with nothing to lack:

At the feet of her captain brave,

Who toys with her heart, and becomes her grave.


Wretched goblin,

Devoid of glee,

Ring your bells,

Then look out and see:


Priest in black, born in blackest science,

Against his heart, he stands in defiance.

Lust for the Raven Dancer,

Puts an end to this golden necromancer.


Loveless beast,

Thought a spawn of Hell,

Close your silent ears,

And sing your tale.


You lady dangles, dead.

Her heartless captain later wed.

Master priest fell from tower tall,

Pushed by his lust, he started it all.


Pitiful bell-ringer,

Forever to drown,

Take your gypsy love,

And in despair, drown.

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