Friday, October 30, 2009
Xanthippe
My stories make the ballad sing, and I wear Socrates’ ring! A symbol of marriage and I am forever cast the drool — The words are binding and I have a chorus of resounding sound: hag fury scolder shrew vixen dragon virago spitfire termagant Say what you will; but, I am the mother three fine sons —...
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