An incident this evening with a badly shimmed coffee table and a mug of goat milk left me frantically cleaning my ancient (ten years old!) and beloved laptop with very small amounts of water and much more rubbing alcohol, talking reassuringly to him all the while.
spatch now claims that "Hang on, Bertie, and don't catch fire!" is his favorite music-hall song.
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- 1: Give me a cipher, give me a lover, set me free
- 2: This new one is derived, he tells me, from page 225 of the London telephone directory
- 3: Re-reading our texts from the strawberry days
- 4: It's not what I was made to do, but believe me, I still care
- 5: Am I one of those human beings?
- 6: Just took time to say, I'll drop you a line
- 7: I'm yours in the day and the dead of night
- 8: And four hours north of Portland, the radio flips on
- 9: You are just the fingertips of something
- 10: I yield to her cry, losing my own names within me
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- Style: Classic for Refried Tablet by and
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