Sunday, March 04, 2007

Sunday Night

Nature waits upon thee still
And thy verdant cup does fill;
'Tis filled wherever thy dost tread,
Natures self's thy Ganimede.


Susie said...


I'm not sure how this link thing works...hello

Fi said...

Nothing to do with honesty honey, just sheer desperation to off-load!!
Up until now, no-one's ever read any of my rants/musings/voms. Kind of wierd, but think I'll try and remain uncensored as long as possible (at least until the lawsuits I suppose)!

Fi said...

Arrgh, still have that demented photo

miss-cellany said...

Don't ever censor it, if certain people take offence, then would only be because you touched a nerve.