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By B.K. Date: 2006 Jul 22 Comment on this Work [[2006.07.22.08.39.10283]] |
| Stormy | The lights are flickering While the Corgis Do a little bickering of their own The wind is howling While Rachmaninov is pounding keys In a melancholy tone It's been hotter than hell And tonight this rebel gal Is hating being alone So she drags out the ink Gives the paper a drink of cuss and moan Then slides into a soft spot Waiting for him To take her mind and body home (c)bk2006 |