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Sleepy Time
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Sleepy Time |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
Sleepy Time Sleepy never ever saw a bed his eyes closing over his almighty dread The condition of bacheleur and nagging about washing and the trough And clean clothes Yes his cup was filled between naps and his nose was clean between Slaps of a ruby, black, well the diamonds would come off And that was Sneezy anyway Long days, and now with all that washing, cleaning, dressing Longer nights And if he could just ease his belly off the table He would go to bed And he had was himself, his clothes, cleaned his room And all he wanted now Was to move his belly To it’s clean room, clean bed, into a clean nightshirt And well his dreams are his |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
And well his dreams are his... ~*~ Ok, here's what I think. I think I'm reading Faulkner all over again. He has this style of allowing one to interpret lines and sentences [at least, this is my first suspicion - I am just now {finally} beginning to read his work] but in the first book I started, he writes... very much like this - fill in the blank and leave no one to assigned to any which way one's words might fall, dont even type in the apostrophe for Gods sake because someone might say it wouldnt be right there. Yes, sort of like that. And now I know who you remind me of, with your depth, and style. Faulkner. |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Love it. Thank-you for a wonderful read. :-) <^^> Today the pond....Tomorrow the world |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I have to agree with Sunshine. There was something in the back of my mind when I read you, and now I know. College Lit was too many years ago. |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
You took the trouble to read me and understand me I took the trouble not to read you and understand you A balance in life Bodger |
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