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nipplemore: a tragic poem

by danalavender Once upon an autumn morning, as the wind blew signs forewarning,Galavanting, through trodden path, cobblestone and frat booze, I,And my Roommate, walking stedfast, on our way to Grundle Breakfast,Stopped to gaze at awing landscape, verdant mountains, mist awry…. Read More ›