Hoi Polloi We mash as masses do, hither to, and hither fro, blind as those three mice, and sometimes happy as we make the the days through. Pulling past morrows, before yesterday is cold, and today is done. We live, fearing the dark and all that’s not in it, we read what’s printed and obey what... Sign in to see full entry.
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