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my fear is that should i get a keyboard I might accidentally play it.
Nuno Calvet (1932-), Rocha (da série "Caminhos")
I'd never vocally stimmed before I heard Richard Wilson say I don't believe it and you can bet your bottom dollar I've not believed anything since.
Marnix De Keukelaere 'Drones' series, 2010
I'se been upon de karpet, Fo' lo, dese many days; De men folks seem to sneer me, In der kin' ob way. But I don't min' der foolin', Case I sho' is jis as fine As any Kershaw pumpkin A hangin on de vine. I looks at dem sometimes, But hol's my head up high, Case I is fer above dem As de moon is in de sky. Dey sho' do t'ink dey's so much, But I sho' is jis as fine As eny sweet potato Dat's growd up from de vine. Dey needn't t'ink I's liken dem, Case my match am hard to fin', En I don't want de watermillion Dat's lef' upon de vine. Case I ain't no spring chicken, Dis am solid talk, En I don't want anything Dat's foun' upon de walk. Case ef I'd wanted anything, I'd hitched up years ago, En had my sher ob trouble. But my min' tol' me no. I'd rader be a single maid, A wanderin' bout de town, Wid skercely way to earn my bread, En face all made ob frowns,— Den hitched up to some numbskull, Wid skercely sense to die, En I know I cud'n kill him, Dar'd be no use to try. So don't let ol' maids boder you, I'll fin' a match some day, Or else I'll sho' 'main single, You hear me what I say! I specs to hol' my head up high En always feel as free As any orange blossom A hangin' on de tree.
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newest ues trend is to be to on or from park avenue reading a physical book and walking at the same time. I see a new walking reader every morning.
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Noah Davis 2015
I feed on olives and imagination only
My game is just as good as their game, and saner by reason of its size. Here is War, done down to rational proportions, and yet out of the way of mankind, even as our fathers turned human sacrifices into the eating of little images and symbolic mouthfuls
well in MY room there are no windows only the ubiquitous 3x4 ft extramural image of the world where things don’t go my way.