Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Adorned Poem by Richard Holman
Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Adorned
I hear the bells ringing the phone call
from hell hath no fury like a woman adorned
with beads and birds flying overhead in the blue
azure adieu fare ye well and when we get back
from tomorrow everything will be different
believe me.
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
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Stream of consciousness, word association.
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