oh what a fun night
and oh what a beautiful-
slumberous morning.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
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Reach for the clouds. . .
Tickle your toes. . .
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To my fellow poets, for William Shakespeare Discredit all that you will read about me. Treasonous hands have bestowed difficult words which ...
glad you are happy.
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ReplyDeleteI know that feeling - and you put it so tastefully.
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