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Alismcg
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" While your eyes follow me into the grave,
write up the whole caboodle on my cross!
‘Her days began with songs,
ended in tears,
but when she died,
she split her sides with laughter!’ "
— Jun 28, 2021 06:29AM
write up the whole caboodle on my cross!
‘Her days began with songs,
ended in tears,
but when she died,
she split her sides with laughter!’ "
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Alismcg
is 60% done
😂 hmm, it seems, it's quite impossible on Goodreads to replicate the proper formatting of verse. Having attempted X3 - with a line each time being unformatted - I'll throw in the towel.
Still, it matters.
"They’re colourless, and like the flocks
..........
of pigeons, quite incapable "
2 separate lines
— Jun 27, 2021 05:22AM
Still, it matters.
"They’re colourless, and like the flocks
..........
of pigeons, quite incapable "
2 separate lines
Alismcg
is 60% done
"just outside our attic window.
Pigeons knock against the pane –
what use are they as company?
The passing winds shout me their greeting –
what good is that? Winds, on your way!
They’re colourless, and like the flocks
of pigeons,
quite incapable of saying,
in the wonder-working tones that you would use:
‘Marina!’
November 1919
— Jun 27, 2021 05:05AM
Pigeons knock against the pane –
what use are they as company?
The passing winds shout me their greeting –
what good is that? Winds, on your way!
They’re colourless, and like the flocks
of pigeons,
quite incapable of saying,
in the wonder-working tones that you would use:
‘Marina!’
November 1919
Alismcg
is 60% done
"just outside our attic window.
Pigeons knock against the pane –
what use are they as company?
The passing winds shout me their greeting – what good is that? Winds, on your way!
They’re colourless, and like the flocks
of pigeons, quite incapable
of saying, in the wonder-working tones that you would use:
‘Marina!’ "
November 1919
— Jun 27, 2021 05:01AM
Pigeons knock against the pane –
what use are they as company?
The passing winds shout me their greeting – what good is that? Winds, on your way!
They’re colourless, and like the flocks
of pigeons, quite incapable
of saying, in the wonder-working tones that you would use:
‘Marina!’ "
November 1919
Alismcg
is on page 60 of 274
"just outside our attic window.
Pigeons knock against the pane –
what use are they as company?
The passing winds shout me their greeting – what good is that? Winds, on your way!
They’re colourless, and like the flocks
of pigeons, quite incapable
of saying, in the wonder-working tones that you would use:
'Marina!’ "
November 1919
— Jun 27, 2021 04:59AM
Pigeons knock against the pane –
what use are they as company?
The passing winds shout me their greeting – what good is that? Winds, on your way!
They’re colourless, and like the flocks
of pigeons, quite incapable
of saying, in the wonder-working tones that you would use:
'Marina!’ "
November 1919
