Here's a poem I wrote the other day.
Where Goblins Lead Astray
By Rhubarb Sunset (My Pseudonym, lol)
Amongst the trees
Down off the lane
There be some goblins
Of the Fane
They wear red hats
With little bells
Their master chief
Of history tells
Check out our hats
Lead you they will
From your path
Away from Bill
Join us here
Down off the lane
Us we goblins
Of the Fane







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aimer et être aimé, c'est le bonheur.
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# et puis...
# ... un rêve sans étoiles est un rêve oublié
E T S Y │ B L O G
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..silent protagonists don't say stuff...d'oh!
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~ Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein ~
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