THE BLUE JAY...by Edgar Allan Cramps (nocramps of course silly)
Once upon a spring night sadly, while I brooded, breathing badly,Over many a strange and spurious posting of a season tore-While I pointed, predicating, suddenly there came a scraping,As if something lay in waiting, waiting at...
Published: Apr 21, 2020, 7:00 am Added: Apr 21, 2020, 9:27 am