李诚儒(lichen)
1、Lichen, the bees and a fortress of weeds in a small town ventureOnly the stale and a quart of an ale and a cold intentionOver the lawn and the railAnd only to gather the mailHe likened to me but I wondered if he were to seeLiken the bees and the matters that please to a small back bencherCaught with the maid with her hair in a braid not the one he mentionedLichen and bees in the walls and the fevers of small town venturesSparrows and freight at a quarter to eight and a man who mentionedOver the lawn and the railAnd only to gather the mailHe likened to me but I wonder if he were to see。
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