Ah I get scared sometimes.
Sometimes it is terrible being,
and to be and to be,
it is terrible.
Oh I do repent me here my shred,
my little of lonely happiness,
which with syntax allowing,
here vanquish shed.
Nay morn not, but read in accent,
and accent like Sligo people,
W.B. Yeast and the others,
whoever they may honey bee,
for this is Sligo Lament,
me in the lamenting of it,
for two more lines,
Sligo Lament.
Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC
Ah I get scared sometimes.
Sometimes it is terrible being,
and to be and to be,
it is terrible.
Oh I do repent me here my shred,
my little of lonely happiness,
which with syntax allowing,
here vanquish shed.
Nay morn not, but read in accent,
and accent like Sligo people,
W.B. Yeast and the others,
whoever they may honey bee,
for this is Sligo Lament,
me in the lamenting of it,
for two more lines,
Sligo Lament.
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