Sunday Poem
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“My Son, my Executioner” My son, my executioner, I take you in my
arms, Quiet and small and just astir And whom my body warms. Sweet death,
small son...
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A man should swallow a toad every morning to be certain of not encountering anything more disgusting in the course of the day. Nicholas de Chamfort
I rather wish I hadn't read this...
ReplyDeleteStill, better than being on that train!
...all the way from Whitby - Crikey!
DeleteOver-sharing seems to be a thing these days.
ReplyDeleteit does indeed x
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