Saturday, August 27, 2016
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No one left to call me Penelope,
mourned the old countess, on being informed of the death
of her last childhood friend. Did she sit long
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7/21/2025 10:50:47 AM # 1.0.0
Well, I just read that Ms. Pollitt made a rude comment about Susan Sarandon, and since I have never heard of Ms. Pollitt, I thought I would read her wiki page, and then just had to read a poem of hers. I like it. She wouldn't like me, but I like this poem. I like the line like a smoky party where the music hurts....