It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It's called living. -Terry Pratchett
So, if this were to be an embryonic poem, why do I want to end the next line in "Pigeon?""Not a dove, sweetheart, it's a fucking pigeon."(or, if you prefer, f*****g)
Oh, after attesting to the magical powers of Google, apparently it's the only English rhyme. Still like it.
Title, "Annunciation."
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So, if this were to be an embryonic poem, why do I want to end the next line in "Pigeon?"
"Not a dove, sweetheart, it's a fucking pigeon."
(or, if you prefer, f*****g)
Oh, after attesting to the magical powers of Google, apparently it's the only English rhyme. Still like it.
Title, "Annunciation."
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