(R. Pollard-Sprout). . She's slender. Oh, she's cream. She's face. I took her from place to place. I moved her from room to room. I exploited her. Became the groom.
(R. Pollard). . I am breathing, yet I feel no sky. Things without wings have begun to fly. Unhitched trailers---I see trailers trail. From the well i pull an empty pail.
(R. Pollard). . I am breathing, yet I feel no sky. Things without wings have begun to fly. Unhitched trailers---I see trailers trail. From the well i pull an empty pail.