| LINES UPON A TRANQUIL BROW Have you ever, while pondering the ways of the morn Thought to save just a bit, just a drop in the horn To pour in the evening, or late afternoon, Or during the night, when we're shining the moon? Have you ever cried out, while counting the snow, Or watching the Tom-Tit warble "hello": Break out the cigars! This life is for squirrels! We're off to the drugstore to whistle at girls. Walt Kelly (1913-1973) |
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derspatchel) wrote,
It's just this little chromium switch, here...
derspatchel
don't take life so serious, son; it ain't nohow permanent.
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if you want to end Trump and stuff you gotta sing loud
This song is called Alice's Restaurant It's about Alice And the restaurant But Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant, that's just the…
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o this is an existing place
It's been a year since I posted anything and over a year since I wrote of anything substantive, but: Hello
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Housemoving
Along with many others, I am in the process of switching journalthings over to Dreamwidth due to the new ToS here at ЛЖ. I won't be deleting the…
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if you want to end Trump and stuff you gotta sing loud
This song is called Alice's Restaurant It's about Alice And the restaurant But Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant, that's just the…
-
o this is an existing place
It's been a year since I posted anything and over a year since I wrote of anything substantive, but: Hello
