Friday, April 9, 2010
The Little Coat Comments
Rating: ★3.5
Here's his ragged 'roundabout';
Turn the pockets inside out:
See; his pen-knife, lost to use,
Rusted shut with apple-juice;
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8/1/2025 11:06:13 PM # 1.0.0
Don't you hear us calling, dear? Back! come back, and never fear.- You may wander where you will, Over orchard, field and hill; You may kill the birds, or do Anything that pleases you!