I know
This show
Must pass.
Each lass
Must go,
And lad also,
To graveyard plot
Where our hot
Lust turns to dust,
And poet’s rhyme
Is out of time.
I know
This show
Must pass.
Each lass
Must go,
And lad also,
To graveyard plot
Where our hot
Lust turns to dust,
And poet’s rhyme
Is out of time.
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Many thanks for sharing, Michael.
Always with a great pleasure, Kevin! xx Michael
Thats the point, Kevin! What ever was written, it will stay forever (as the so named index librorum porhibitorum never more exists) 😉 xx Michael
Thanks for your interesting comment, Michael. Have a great Friday. Kevin
:-)) Thanks as well, Kevin! Enjoy a great weekend! xx Michael
You to, have a great weekend, Michael. Kevin