that way I am today’s
with a word desert’d
by the monkery due
when as monk’ry seed
may chew a straw
no wonders lost
as riverruns
o’er that too jeune
moor’d robin amid
simpler nemophilists
Poetry
that way I am today’s
with a word desert’d
by the monkery due
when as monk’ry seed
may chew a straw
no wonders lost
as riverruns
o’er that too jeune
moor’d robin amid
simpler nemophilists
All I know is that loblloy is a type of pine tree , and will be in one of my poems next week.>KB
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KB, you know more than that…
If you see Otto anywhere near, say hi.
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