Bogles Crunching Me
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Raining reinless on the darkish boscage
Bough quavering
Dark asphalt dark the leaves bedaubed standing over-river
No passer-by, mysterious boulevard
Cap-a-pie camouflage
The far away peak of the mountain
The ship cruising beyond behind the brush-wood
Blue bight the assignation dimmed
Betrothed as if antipodes
The contour decrescent
My home is bastille
O ! Brunette!
Oh! pretty Brunette! ! where you are?
Where you are?
Bogles crunching me
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş