Sir Walter's Backgammon Table
An industry of repairing toys.
The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner
Monday, October 22, 2012
None of my friends
They walk in your day
They say hello hellay
They wonder if you'll be their friend
You admit they are very much a spin
But you spend a day or so with their name
They love your little feat
But in the end
They were not your friend
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