It was small wonder, then, that he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor, said 'Bother!' and 'O blow!' and also 'Hang spring-cleaning!' and bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat.
------------ Kenneth Grahame
Monday, October 24, 2005
Fall
Tell them I waited for you As long as I could But the leaves were burning, Burning, and his eyes Were so bright.
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