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Amber
is on page 143 of 256
This is me honestly finishing the book finally, a perfect moment for some snarky poems.
— Feb 03, 2024 12:12PM
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Steven Godin
is on page 138 of 256
Lady, pretty lady, bright your eyes and blue,
Who could be a-counting all the hearts they broke?
Not a man you meet that doesn't fall for you;
Lady, pretty lady, how I hope you choke!
— Dec 06, 2020 11:25AM
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Who could be a-counting all the hearts they broke?
Not a man you meet that doesn't fall for you;
Lady, pretty lady, how I hope you choke!
Steven Godin
is on page 126 of 256
No matter where my route may lie,
No matter whither I repair,
In brief—no matter how or why
or when I go, the boys are there.
On lane and byway, street and square,
On alley, path and avenue,
They seem to spring up everywhere—
The men I am not married to.
— Dec 06, 2020 11:21AM
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No matter whither I repair,
In brief—no matter how or why
or when I go, the boys are there.
On lane and byway, street and square,
On alley, path and avenue,
They seem to spring up everywhere—
The men I am not married to.
Steven Godin
is on page 76 of 256
Hand in hand we ran through the Autumn forest;
Our laughter soaring on the wings of the mad wind;
In and out, tracing a fantastic path,
Through the passionate, flaming dogwood
Our limbs flashing white against the riotous background.
And, as we ran, you shouted snatches of wild songs—
Pagan hymns of praise to the dead gods.
On we rushed, dizzy with the strong wine of Autumn. . .
I wonder if you were married, too.
— Dec 04, 2020 09:39AM
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Our laughter soaring on the wings of the mad wind;
In and out, tracing a fantastic path,
Through the passionate, flaming dogwood
Our limbs flashing white against the riotous background.
And, as we ran, you shouted snatches of wild songs—
Pagan hymns of praise to the dead gods.
On we rushed, dizzy with the strong wine of Autumn. . .
I wonder if you were married, too.
