Author Archive | Annabel Sheila

Absolute Nonsense

Right me astir re, Den I’ll reed it write a weigh, Or I’ll keep it write bees hide me, To reed an utter day. Ewe can tell me tall tails, Shore to entrance me, And oil put them sum ware, That every won can sea. Reeding is a pass shun, But righting eye a door, […]

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