spin-bird, snap-wire! how have you been?
sober. and, i finally found the prints in the chamber. the
bug is still under a handkerchief, all the shine gone from
its inky,
spoony legs.
and in the garden, where we used to sit,
almost everything has gone to shade.
nah, hoop skirt, lace collar, kitty cat.
hoodwink, hoodoo.
-grin-
hey now, pocket-plus.
plum flush?
taxi, pixel, gotta rush!
À la prochainet..
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