There was an Old Man in a Tree
whose Whiskers were lovely to see;
But the Birds of the Air pluck’d them perfectly bare,
To make themselves Nests in that Tree.
Edward Lear
vem annars ‽
Dagens meningar
Mina meningar hör ihop, så jag bjuder på ett extranummer, för att det ska bli så rumphugget:
”Old Sanderson had two smiles, one that was polite and clipped, and one which spread to his whiskers. He gave Ghent the whisker smile.”
Meningar som jag hämtat ur en av böckerna som jag presenterade i den senaste tisdagstrion ”Shabby Summer” av Warwick Deepings.
Det är Robert som initierat de meningsfulla lördagarna — läs om det hos honom.
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