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9 Apr 2007

None Did Remain.

She yelled and screamed
Like fire on ice;
She bellowed and schemed
Pins on a bed of rice.
But when she woke up,
Her maps became stains
On all the trust and love;
None did remain.

(Original Post)

None Did Remain.


  • At 7:39 am , Blogger carmen said...

    think of the endless row of little Indians, Hussy...there is always one left in an accute, impelling, necessary act of real /virtual regeneration...

  • At 7:48 am , Blogger carmen said...

    he screamed like stains on maps

    and stains remained.

    remained. ice
    yelled ice


    remain all ice

  • At 12:48 pm , Blogger crescent said...

    Thank you Rosy - Great !! :-)



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