Friday, August 28, 2009
The Brickred House Comments
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Heavy rains in the midnight and a drunkard stopped there for a while
Waited under the portico till the rain seized.
He was bit scared by seeing the luminous notice.
'Please do not disturb here as the Lion sleeps in the den
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Sandra Fowler
28 August 2009
A mysterious poem of the night. I can hear the sound of rain. And feel the sadness of the drunkard's pathos. Kind wishes, Sandra
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8/24/2025 12:31:08 AM # 1.0.0
Nimal this is delightful! ! ! Your humble worm is quite the comedian. Your poem is a joy! Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥