Spare Doves He woke, as a guest, in the basement. dim, down there, anytime of day. Spooked at first, by a coot? No, a coo, Yes, a coo for sure. Unfamiliar, so it seemed ok, the coo, in the gloom of the cellar. You never know, in any room, what you’d hear in the house of a traveling magician. Cool... Sign in to see full entry.
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