All mimsy were the borogroves, and sadly swam the air. As Vorpal blade came snacking, trailing famsy Bander’s fail. And in the morning yarrow, was the feckless crowd warned fair. But dimmed and daily waggled, they ignore prophetic tale. And daily wind and rain and violence grew the rankled snatch. And more the queries, drama […]
Published on December 20, 2013 07:53