… and all I got was 17 lousy syllables.
Footpaths stained purple
Jacarandas are still green
Mulberries underfoot
… and all I got was 17 lousy syllables.
Footpaths stained purple
Jacarandas are still green
Mulberries underfoot
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I like it Jonathan
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Thought you would, Edwina. It’s evidence that at least occasionally I follow your advice not to read while walking.
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