A clock irate,
A teacup chipped,
The candelabra, he connives.
The beast, he fought,
But so did they,
The stuff that came alive.
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A clock irate,
A teacup chipped,
The candelabra, he connives.
The beast, he fought,
But so did they,
The stuff that came alive.
Very good
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“The candelabra, he connives.” – the most surprising image I’ve read in a long time. It made me smile 🙂
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