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March 13th, 2007 at 11:54 am
Although he had no way of telling for sure, he thought he was out longer this second time. That was the lesson of the dream which was really a memory.
Who wrote this? I would like to enjoy some vermouth with this gentleman.
His poetics are so sensitive. Please send it to me. I savor a good verse.
Sign me up. I dare say that would like to correspond with this poet.
This should be printed with the finest inks on the most rare parchment.
I will pay for the cost of this. Put me in touch with this author. He will be recieved well in the inner circle of the finest poets of the day.
Lord Byron
March 13th, 2007 at 6:33 pm
I believe it was the esteemed Frat E. Dwarfed, or perhaps my old friend, the venerable Layer R. Sexpot. Wait! It must have been none other than Fluency G. Outburst, best known for his fameous words, “Most people believe that a chess board seeks a bartender about a cowboy, but they need to remember how almost a particle accelerator goes to sleep.”