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'Twas brillig, when the wee sleek beasty Did gyre and gimble in my fields And ach! I feel but naught, but sadness Plowing his home and stealing his meals
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Jun 3, 2021
Jun 3, 2021 at 9:43 PM UTC
Caroll Meets Burns
'Twas brillig, when the wee sleek beasty Did gyre and gimble in my fields And ach! I feel but naught, but sadness Plowing his home and stealing his meals
Just an idea, in a verse. I think I want to revisit this and somehow mash up all of Jabberwocky and To A Mouse, two of my favorite poems. ~06/03/2021
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29/M/The Left Coast
Jun 3, 2021
Jun 3, 2021 at 9:43 PM UTC
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