Limer-Icks
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*There once was a wedding confection*
*That failed the bride's final inspection*
*So we grabbed an airbrush*
*Painted it in a rush*
*And told Yanks it ...
14 hours ago
Be to her, Persephone, All the things I might not be; Take her head upon your knee. She that was so proud and wild, Flippant, arrogant and free, She that had no need of me, Is a little lonely child Lost in Hell, -- Persephone, Take her head upon your knee; Say to her, "My dear, my dear, It is not so dreadful here." - Edna St Vincent Millay
1 comment:
I didn't know that musical before. I must dig out the rest of it.
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