I shall hang a sign do not keep off until then square one is still there no-one could move it or limit a proof of from the top of a wall even a short fall the current of air the dust that is where I stood
Poetry
I shall hang a sign do not keep off until then square one is still there no-one could move it or limit a proof of from the top of a wall even a short fall the current of air the dust that is where I stood