Didn’t comb my hair.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne! Chorus.-For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne. We’ll take a cup o’ kin...
Hubble and Hildegarde, my new pet frogs.
A Boy Named Sue by Shel Silverstein Well, my daddy left home when I was three,and he didn’t leave much to Ma and me,just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.Now I don’t blame him because he run and...
Outside the University. The University in a nutshell.
Wax museums in Niagara Falls.
Falls.
Last day of classes, Fall 2011. Rainy.
Halloween :)
Lie Still and Think of England. I’ve heard tall tales of synthetic compounds being smoked for pleasure. Triangles are instruments and ...
Testing the iPhone!
Flail your legs away from your bare mattress and smelly comforter and run downstairs for some sustenance. Hunt and gather your intentions for a full belly and a stable piece of mind. You find pasta, ...
Seamus Heaney (1939-) Digging Between my finger and my thumbThe squat pen rests; as snug as a gun.Under my window a clean rasping soundWhen the spade sinks into gravelly ground:My father, digging. I...
Everyone calls me a Celtic wannabe.
The Author to her Book 1Thou ill-form’d offspring of my feeble brain, 2Who after birth did’st by my side remain, 3Till snatcht from thence by friends, less wis...
“Little Miss Living, with her rosy cheeks and beating heart.” - The Corpse Bride (2005)
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