Thursday, 25 March 2010

Tous des cons

A trop vouloir de Grigori Perelman, nous n'en aurons plus rien. Tous des cons.

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Haiku #5

  The moon uninvited came Smelling of daffodils, her lips sweet red wine Swaying her hips like a lover