TW Collins:
When the Moon is your pillow...
TW Collins:
I made these sonnets out of wood;
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The German Barn at Nipmoose
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all by all and deep by deep
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Pardonnez-moi; je suis à la recherche d'une Rust Belt
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The New Colossus
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Dískos
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26.2
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Birds of a Feather
TW Collins:
So all night long the storm roared on:
TW Collins:
Captain NEMO?
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ess. oh. you. el
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"He remembered such days from his own childhood in the mountains, rare moments of escape when he went into the woods, his breathing amplified and his voice somehow muffled by the heavy snow that bent branches low,
TW Collins:
Let it Be
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Wash
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"Stories, like people and butterflies...
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Happy Thanksgiving!
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Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables
TW Collins:
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
TW Collins:
Calamity Jane
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Martha Stewart
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Betty Crocker
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J. C. Penny
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Emily Post
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Mother Hubbard
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L'hypnose Voiture
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Once there lived a big and wonderfully clever pig...
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To the Ends of the Earth
TW Collins:
I'll be at the Saugerties Zombie Crawl... Keep an eye out for me.
TW Collins:
My Dinner With Zombie
