Thursday, March 7, 2013

His lips tasted of Cask Ale and loose poetry
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  1. Hermione StryderMarch 20, 2013 at 8:53 AM

    I read this a few days ago and have been fantasizing ever since what loose poetry could possibly taste like, I love it.

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