I love you, bro.
I wrote a poem about you today. : D
It's about nature and stuff. About how you have pined and hunger'd after nature, while pent in the great city - oh, I know your feelings, I feel your pain, my dear friend! I know that even in the city, you can enjoy nature, though, for nature ne'er deserts the wise and pure, and all seasons shall be sweet to thee. :"3
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For God's sake, don't make me ridiculous any more by terming me gentle-hearted in print, ... Substitute drunken-dog, ragged-head, seld-shaven, odd ey'd, stuttering, or any other epithet which truly and properly belongs to the gentleman in question.
ReplyDeleteHey, I liked the poem, Charlie-boy! How ridiculous, to get upset when someone writes a nice poem with you in it!
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