The Silent Observer
A blog about anything.
Finance & Economics
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
In these sodden, tired afternoons with the smell of starch,
The callithumps of glee and glum in my memories march,
One footfall and I bathe with bottles emptied in ecstasy abound,
Another and I'm licking the glaring grog out of the fusty ground.
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