Captain of our fairy band,
Helena is here at hand,
And the youth, mistook by me,
Pleading for a lover's fee.
Shall we their fond pageant see?
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
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About Me
Tubal
- A Noble Undoing
- A Poetic Justice
- And Doc Biobrain's Response is...
- Angry
- Comrade Kevin's Chrestomathy
- Lenny Melody
- Liberality
- Life's Journey
- Maui Girl's Meanderings
- Mine Enemy grows older
- My Gypsy Love
- Politits
- Psh, and waste my breath?
- Southern Atlantis
- Targa's Tirade
- The Frederick
- The Poor Blogger
- Total Perspective Vortex
- Utah Savage
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House of the Setting Suns
3 comments:
Quoting Shakespeare??? You must have stolen that off someone's FB. We all know your ignorant ass has never read A Midsummer Night Dream.
Comments r fun. I get to pick and choose which ones are worthy to post, which are worthy to ridicule, and which are entertaining just to satire unto themselves.
All told, it's a pretty sparse field, not even fair to middlin, in these heah parts. Beggars can't be choosers, tho. I am forced to work with the slop the pigs give me.
Alas, and Alack. LOL
Ever wonder why i'm not reading your diary? Oh yes, that's right- as much as my life is ever-so-insultable, it is STILL much more entertaining than your own. Well, read on, dear audience of haters. If it was approval, i craved, i dare say I'd have approached it fairly differently.
But until then, i'll suffer the slings and arrows of my less-interesting acquaintances. Aim High, my admirers, aim high.
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