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 Were you also there, on I-Seventy, K-Bone, at dusk that November twenty-third?--- my father's car, always brand new (tires' pefect tread); n... [read more] |
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. . . now it is high time to awake out of sleep: for now is our salvation nearer than when we believed. The night is far spent, the da... [read more] |
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SIX MORE WEEKS OF WINTER FORECAST BY A GROUNDHOG LIGHTING THAT COULD HINDER A SHADOW SEEN OR NOT MAYBE THAT COULD RENDER WE HAVE A SECOND TH... [read more] |
 remember the night when I was in town and at the hotel I did drop your name and you... [read more] |
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Right Reverend Bishop, you set your lines of iambs in a smooth pentameter to give us in the form of verse a glimpse of Christ's Apostle John... [read more] |
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The residue of his glistening sweetstuff streaks your OTC's---kept on to enhance your eager nakedness for making love. Kyakuchuu [read more] |
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I am surprised that the Innkeeper has not attempted to rename NASA after himself, having contributed nothing to it. He is such a horse... [read more] |