James Peranteau Poet Romanticism

burrrupt'd winter party

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    whilst mine timber
           mine oak
             freezez
          drape'd wit
     thuh burley green
              cloak
                            that doez little az 
                         the rain in thick drops
                                   deliverz
                                    soak'd
  mine engram remindz
               me
           "tap 
               tap
          she     purty 
              were 
             weren't she"

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Joe Maverick December 24, 2024 at 5:57 AM Ah ahh yet were, she flirty.?? James Peranteau January 8, 2025 at 3:48 PM ...the reminisce uv hern certainly cauze'd my forget the weather sir ')