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For someone who travels, and enriched at that Placing Terra's Waistline at your own feet Should you learn the Language by Notes avast And Shout to your Hosts whenever you meet I would expect your Lexicon wide-read And Allowance savour their Expressions Then, at Home, to your Record's Writ be dead Sprinkling only your Time-Favoured Seasons With all those Doors your Blessings have opened At least with Trine Sentiment you should Thank Each and every Dress; Their own Design meant Not just those Laces where you should be frank. Commonly, they shout and sing with Respect Then by Flap-Jack's Turn, your Acknowledgment.
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Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 5:15 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR - TOM DALEY
For someone who travels, and enriched at that Placing Terra's Waistline at your own feet Should you learn the Language by Notes avast And Shout to your Hosts whenever you meet I would expect your Lexicon wide-read And Allowance savour their Expressions Then, at Home, to your Record's Writ be dead Sprinkling only your Time-Favoured Seasons With all those Doors your Blessings have opened At least with Trine Sentiment you should Thank Each and every Dress; Their own Design meant Not just those Laces where you should be frank. Commonly, they shout and sing with Respect Then by Flap-Jack's Turn, your Acknowledgment.
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Mar 15, 2013 at 5:15 AM UTC
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