"But the green nuts are falling on my heart."
(a real line of poetry - by Marjorie L. C. Pickthall. From Marguerite Wilkinson's New Voices, 1924.)
from Startles
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*Startles*
He loved the large and colorful moth, before he knew he had to drown it.
Moths would destroy his palm trees. Pigs destroy lawns as person...
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