Shalom
In a message dated 11/06/2004 12:14:51 AM, [log in to unmask] writes:
<< all those bothersome sons and nieces
who dared to knock, now rest in pieces >>
I really like "rest in pieces."
But I want the poem to begin:
Giggling streets
they seek bags of sticky treats [...and it's just my bizarre mind]
instead of
They giggled down the evening streets
seeking bags of sticky treats
the season's masked and encaped tricksters, [drop the?]
begging coin and cookie, dolly mixtures, [drop ing?]
Thanks for the read.
kol tuv, Ryfkah
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