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You're whetting my appetite! Bur whatever you do - don't feast on nightingales! Send us a few - we don't have any in this part of the world...
posted by
Nautikos
on September 25, 2014 at 7:26 AM
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Don't mess with your appetite.
posted by
spiderfly
on September 24, 2014 at 11:54 PM
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Sounds like you need for Arthur to make you some nice chicken soup. That always makes eveerything seem better.
posted by
Kabu
on September 24, 2014 at 6:36 PM
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One can feel what the speaker is feeling when reading your poem.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 24, 2014 at 11:53 AM
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