“Bend over and spread your cheeks,”
Aristocrat smirks to the meeks,
“Believe you’ll inherit
By pachyderm merit
Or equine, earth’s limitless peaks.”
Old Jules
* Apologies to Archibald MacLeish when he was young.
“Bend over and spread your cheeks,”
Aristocrat smirks to the meeks,
“Believe you’ll inherit
By pachyderm merit
Or equine, earth’s limitless peaks.”
Old Jules
* Apologies to Archibald MacLeish when he was young.
How is Jules today? I haven’t seen an update for quite awhile.