Porter and Anything Goes?
Friends tomorrow,assemble for my birthday,wish me good health and laughter. But who will sing a tune from Porterand shave me to sleep?
Friends tomorrow,assemble for my birthday,wish me good health and laughter. But who will sing a tune from Porterand shave me to sleep?
Everybody wants to be found.
You rank heart,sinews grieving, heaving apart.This look, this everlasting gazeupon this field of memory, nostalgia,I promise I shall raze.
Icarus, you fool!In the future, use a stool.
32 todayStrong sense of dread, relief and joyNormalcy is good.
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