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I had to live to sixty-three
To see the crow in the cherry tree.
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splodgenoodles.livejournal.com
2014-02-18 12:03 pm (UTC)
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I had to live to forty-seven
to learn that sex could take me to heaven.
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poliphilo.livejournal.com
2014-02-18 01:00 pm (UTC)
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There you go then. Growing old isn't all bad news. :)
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cmcmck.livejournal.com
2014-02-18 05:20 pm (UTC)
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Well dearie me, I do declare
Are you sure a crow's up there?
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poliphilo.livejournal.com
2014-02-18 05:46 pm (UTC)
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I looked it up in my Collins bird book
And I'm not entirely sure that it wasn't a rook.
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sovay
2014-02-18 06:32 pm (UTC)
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I had to live to sixty-three
To see the crow in the cherry tree.
Hey, Housman.
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poliphilo.livejournal.com
2014-02-18 07:39 pm (UTC)
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It does rather tend that way, doesn't it. :)
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steepholm.livejournal.com
2014-02-18 08:39 pm (UTC)
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Also, do you know 'Counting in Sevens'?
[...]
Seven nines are sixty-three; seven tens are seventy.
Who would that old woman be?
She will remember being me,
But what she is I cannot see.
Yet with every added seven.
Some strange present I was given.
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to learn that sex could take me to heaven.
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Are you sure a crow's up there?
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And I'm not entirely sure that it wasn't a rook.
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To see the crow in the cherry tree.
Hey, Housman.
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[...]
Seven nines are sixty-three; seven tens are seventy.
Who would that old woman be?
She will remember being me,
But what she is I cannot see.
Yet with every added seven.
Some strange present I was given.