Proustian Poems - Poems about Proustian

... To the skies...cries of have we sinned..the seasons spinned...winter grinned as before it’s really beginned...spring’s been sneakily binned.. That bitter wind does cheekily blow...delivers tingl......

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...Bubbling babbling burbling banter from the bar.. Sup hush….memory lane trip...Proustian rush..pleasingly tickled. Plushly ebbed…spidery beer swirls webbed…lace whirls..grace dimpled dappled ja......

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...in old school days i used to eat paste that we were supposed to use for art works such as a stick figured snow man who's hands were made of sticks but i got stuck on eating th......

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...A crimson dragon- fly, Why! never seen one of those before, here; - my Beach, these febriled oh- pressive days, re-bleaching to a 14Mil-Shill only "Ernst & Friends" only know; so I meand......

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