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This and That. Mostly emulated.
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Poet
And then just to make things worse,
I'll talk one whole day just in verse.
That too, not in lines sublime,
Just cellotaped bits of rickety rhyme.
2 comments:
Insiya
said...
Jah!
1:59 AM, May 11, 2010
weevil girl
said...
<3
6:46 AM, May 29, 2010
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