ziti198 |
My Web Site
Poems that know when to end |
03-Feb-09 |
ziti214 |
Oh, how I hungered on that day!
I leapt, but it escaped my chomp! |
03-Feb-09 |
ziti251 |
Project example |
16-Sep-09 |
ziti243 |
A narcoleptic blandishment
That's served with rice and tea |
11-Jun-09 |
ziti204 |
The work ain't hard, I'm clean and dry,
I'd say, "Your Grace, thy hat not fooly us" |
09-Jun-09 |
ziti252 |
The first new work in ages |
05-Apr-15 |
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