essa must have been sent by the gods to make her friends as fabulous as she is. Not only that, she is also a Grace for Beauty, and a Muse for Wit. I visited her in California, and now I write about it. Most of the rhymes clunk along unsurprisingly, but I hope a few sound Muse-inspired.
4 comments:
hmmm-- i'm not going to lie- it's a little frightening
Piedieper, you are weird.
oh that was you ilya, well that doesn't surprise me as much.
Ummmm....did that just happen?
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