I was planning--er, I mean, wishing
And oh, how embarrassed I'd've been
If you knew what I was thinking
(I crossed my fingers, but I didn't beg)
That Stone Around My Neck, Portion the Third:
minus approximately 10,200 words.
Interested parties may wish to go and poke the musefoo. It's in the sidebar on the left.
I figured desperate guys never
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