Emerald Fantasy

Weird shapes pass before me vanish ere I scream Storms form, Dublin down ~ ghosts in sleeveless gowns

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John Lawless

Date: 6/12/2023 8:41:00 PM

The just be the we people....the devilish Leprechauns taunting you with their "pot-a-gold"

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/12/2023 9:19:00 PM

Ay, John, me lad. Ye've seen the little lepryclowns in their stretch tights! Good for ye. An remember: A stout mug of ale'll fix whatever's ailin' ye!

Heidi Sands

Date: 6/12/2023 5:16:00 AM

Yes, a spooky fantasy Gershon :)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/12/2023 8:26:00 PM

A spooky one from a cooky one (i.e., me).

Michael Tor

Date: 6/12/2023 1:29:00 AM

Halloween already nooo. Sounds spooky to me...

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/12/2023 8:25:00 PM

Halloween? Why not? The weather's right in Chicago today...

Shirley Hawkins

Date: 6/11/2023 8:09:00 PM

Don't be frightened, Gershon, they are armless.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/12/2023 8:25:00 PM

I so enjoy your dry wit, Shirley! Blimey!