 | | Re: Melancholia —Richard Franks
| | | | (...) o/~ Alone on a park bench, while the rain flattens my hair, My daffodils are floppy, but yet I don't care. If I died on this bench, and a squirrel ate my knee, at least I could be happy he had something good for tea. Oh alone, alone, alone.. (...) (25 years ago, 12-Jan-00, to lugnet.off-topic.fun)
| | | | | | | | | | Re: Melancholia —Dave Schuler
| | | | | (...) How about: I cried and I cried and then I cried Did I mention that I cried? Dave! (25 years ago, 12-Jan-00, to lugnet.off-topic.fun)
| | | | | | | | | | | | Re: Melancholia —Richard Franks
| | | | | (...) I cried until my eyes were sore, Until I found I could cry no more. Then I remembered how Fluffy had died, Poisened by the hag next door. But still those tears just would not come, I wandered around feeling numb. But I stubbed my toe, hit my (...) (25 years ago, 12-Jan-00, to lugnet.off-topic.fun)
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