Τετάρτη, 27 Απριλίου 2005

there's more to life than books you know, but not much more


petty prince
I am the prince, a petty thief,

a little hill and so very still,
a flower of May, ah sure it's spring
a long grass bee, so fresh and green
I am a spring-heeled tree
a tiny sunny beam
the world is mine and all its things
I bind this love underneath my wings
[whentheodoreplayshemakespoemslikethisthanxalotagreatlot]

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