Dream Deeply
When we dream of faraway places and peeps, in leaps of faith, we’d never think of the reality of those who’d scathe—Poetess
Always darling, is dulling,
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There once was a time I was an Anglophile
Once I wished I were an Hibernophile
I simply cannot relate
to those with a snubbers hate
Here’s to American nostalgia and its style!
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