Steef writes: "I have this dream of
Henry Reed riding up on a white stallion, armed with a shield and lance, tasked with slaying the dreaded hydra
MacSpaunday, a winged, venomous creature with four heads, standing on legs made of electric Pylons, breathing fiery words that people actually remember, in bold, 24-point Times New Roman." How chthonic of you, steef! I will admit that I have a very similar dream, except in mine it is Henry Reed who is many-headed, and all the heads are making out with me.
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They don't make ties like that anymore
Nor men, nor wings, nor curling tails.
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