mermaids with camel
The mermaids have come to the desert they are setting up a boudoir next to the camel who lies at their feet of roses A wall of alabaster is drawn over our heads by...
The mermaids have come to the desert they are setting up a boudoir next to the camel who lies at their feet of roses A wall of alabaster is drawn over our heads by...
In the vessel of disorder the frogs strive, (My first line from the Instant Muse Poetry Generator) first spring peepers strive to mate? too late? no luck? loud racket in the woods last Monday...