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A Poet is Plagued by a Spell CheckerA troll, a troll,
With a finger roll,
Living happily
On the dole.
It's enough to make
My blood bole
... I mean: BOIL !
England produce a better performance on day 3 of the Test Match against NZhttps://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/cricket/6...
Ha ha. Actually it was unintentional. But the Freudian connection strikes again!I read somewhere there are plans to fit cows with pants, and to collect the valuable gas.
A lullaby for bad weatherTo sleep, to sleep,
My darling child
The rain beats down,
The wind is wild,
But here inside
Your life is mild.
So sleep some more
My darling child.
The Golden AgeWhen Saturn ruled
And all the world
Was a paradise.
The green groves
Were filled with fruit
For all to eat,
And none would work
But took their ease
Beneath the trees.
But then came
Jupiter
With his boundaries.
