The sheep herself is hoarse
That bleats the sealed gates of St. Peter
Above my battleground. Come, Holy Spirit
That tends to mortal hearts, unburden me here,
And fill me from the halo to the pedicure
Of warmest serenity!
[modified from Lady Macbeth's speech from Macbeth]
I've never been to a blog before. Or written one. I read the first thing "The Bloggess" did you do all that? Did you write that victor play? That was genius and hysterical. I really don't know what's happening. I'll read the next one tomorrow. What's going on, someone is brilliant. This is Charlie King
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