When I am not talking people assume something is wrong. This is a bad sign, I think.
This is what I write like after reading Lewis Carrol for a few hours:
How curious the cricket's song
that mingles with the stars
which hum amusedly along
and pass the word to Mars!
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I really, really like that.
And, just so you know, your Colleenish witticisms are the fluid that keeps my brain from shriveling like SAGA lettuce. Why would you take that away from me? Why?
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