
06-05-2008, 09:27 AM
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Join Date: May 2008
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Romance
Romance, who loves to nod and singWith drowsy head and folded wingAmong the green leaves as they shakeFar down within some shadowy lake,To me a painted paroquetHath been—most wow power leveling familiar bird—Taught me my alphabet to say,To lisp my very earliest wordWhile in the wild wood I did lie,A child—with a most knowing eye.
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