Oh,Hugh

I could have glanced all night.

Don’t leave me  for never today

we had the last schmaltz ,it’s true.

A thousand hisses keep..

Prance me with your rubber dove.

Time to say,let’s die.

He’s so negative I am having him developed and hanged on the wall.I never was very good at sandwiches.

Wraiths of  our fathers,living well

Fear Jesu

This is the best line of the way

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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