Lear: And my poor fool is hanged. No, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no more, never, never, never. Pray you, undo this button. Thank you, sir. O, O, O, O.
Just a heads up!I tried to connect to your blog from the Poetry Thursday link and it not only didn't find your "belly" post -- it didn't find your blog.I had to be clever to find your blog, but couldn't find the Poetry Thursday post?
Just a heads up!
ReplyDeleteI tried to connect to your blog from the Poetry Thursday link and it not only didn't find your "belly" post -- it didn't find your blog.
I had to be clever to find your blog, but couldn't find the Poetry Thursday post?