Because of the Beauty of Knot at the Back of Her Head

Richelle Hawks

Go farther, for I really do believe Alec has done wonders for the child;

she is (absent template breaking) his promise. He turned around
and cried out, "you foolish old fellow! Is your name Polly Milton?"
pausing before the breezy stranger. Go farther.

For I really do believe Alec
has done wonders for the child;

she...what she said. She, (hardly there) strengthening with his years.
He always uttered the words "my Father."
Thrill at the sound of the bell that I used
to feel when we got up plays. Thrill at the sound

of the bell that I used to feel
when we got up (plays in...)
Here's the very ones we wanted!

Wasn't it nice of the wind to blow 'em?

Surrounded by a strew of theatrical properties,
enjoying herself very much. Be like them in many ways;
the better men we shall be by and by.

This paper the boy proceeded to unfold the sincerity,
and her fingers bruised, till her young receptor gratefully observed
that "mother and sister thought there never was such a perfect child
as our Betty." Gnat, stopping before a large deep one, half-full of earth.

B: "may I see your tickets, please?"

To his sport, with unabated relish, Gnat went
and did so well that when he came home he had self-control.
(And had hard times trying to curb the fiery spirit

which was continually a play for you.)
"I'll come and see it when you are ready."

Give them a hint, by walking off with the mutton.
Or "confiscating" seemed to be a truer answer than her words,
and, "leaning," a little. But when Jupiter proposed to make him king
because of the beauty of knot at the back of her head.

Had its birth boating, dancing, and flirting,
which seem to be the branches of you when wandering.
Vibrating between the door of Dan's room:
a story-book week. And I will give you the new cricket-ground;
a boon too precious to be trifled with.

Life assumed a deeper significance. Display
the bright quarters to Gnat, who was also laying
by money for the next. Miss Celia

had made up her mind to speak, which let in a flood of sunshine,
and gave them a fine "come and tell me all about it."
G: "what crazy idea you thought necessary that day!"
So the poor souls had smashed on the floor at her feet.

Careless arm
bow on shoulder

in martial array. Thorny and Billy were there to see, while the children followed
after, full of admiration for the Hero Unconscious.

Rose enjoyed that, for she remembered that he was there.

Published by Richelle Hawks

I live with boys in a big, old house on a pretty steep hill near the Mohawk River in upstate New York. I sell used and rare books, write for UFO Digest, Women of Esoterica, and have a weekly column at Binna...  View profile

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  • Roselyn James5/23/2007

    I get a kick out of the spam poetry.

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