“The ancient dance evoked by her poetic muse stubbornly balked at springing from her limbs…”
EJ Liederstein
(Reportedly muttered under his breath, when asked for an assessment of a poet’s work.)
Happy New Year!
Ever may your own sarcasm reign amongst the pithiest of it’s kind, and never subjected to… to the eccentricities of… of… you know…
Yeah – I got nothin’.
It’s late.
You’re on your own…
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Happy New year…
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And the same to you, my gracious friend. May it be as epic as you have the energy to deal with… and then maybe just a tiny bit more…
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