Tuesday, January 04, 2005
A Sleep
I slape upon the slope
And grape myself a grope
Of grapes I dreamt were groping as they slape
'Pon the grasping, groping vines
That had spone them with their spines
And the spone sleep-groping grapes I grape, I kape


Posted by Anonymous at 1/04/2005 03:47:00 PM ::

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