For a long time, I used to go to bed early...
...and I'd forget to get my ol' Lois a bouree.
Without a quick turn or two about the nursery before lights out, that old gal wouldn't sleep a wink...
Distichs: An ABC of Invented Couplets Excerpted from Imaginary Poems Prelude Stichs aren't stones; they break no bones. Their words,...
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