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- Maid of Astolat
- Thinking of pushing the boat out as my love for Lancelot is alas, unrequited. ;-)
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Dreams Paul Laurence Dunbar What dreams we have and how they fly Like rosy clouds across the sky; Of wealth, of fame, of sure succ...
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The Tame Hare Norman Nicholson She came to him in dreams — her ears Diddering like antennae, and her eyes Wide as dark flowers ... -
Yeah! I'm considered eccentric. One of my daughter's friends called me that. Now, why would he think that? Well! I'm going grey...
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Sad Story of a Motor Fan H. A. Field Young Ethelred was only three Or somewhere thereabouts, when he Began to show in divers ways The... -
The Edge of Day Laurie Lee The dawn's precise pronouncement waits With breath of light indrawn, Then forms with smoky, smut-red li... -
As Sweet Wendy Cope It's all because we're so alike Twin souls, we two. We smile at the expression, yes, And know it's tr...