dr. fell

Non amo te, nec possum dicere quare;
Hoc tantum posso dicere, non amo te.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Wattle I do?

Quand'ry for a soul that's brittle:
Here before me stands a bottle
Tempting me more than a little.
Ease my aches a tasty jottle,
But will I stop at one mere tittle
When I'd fain go where every sottle?

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