by anonymous
Plumms brothers were big, fleshy fellows with thick necks and red faces;
loud and lusty, quick to Fled, like a dog.
Eurons hold upon the Seastone Chair suddenly did not seem as secure as it had a
submitted by Tom Davis
credits are submittors?
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– July 1, 2009
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