poems by Rachel Green
That's sweet. Perfect spot for a bench, too.
I thought so too
Do you think her spirit sits there once in a while and contemplates the trees?
If she had any sense she'd have left Chesterfield long ago!
Oh Rachel that's cruel, her spot is rather splendid!
It's a lovely spot, Gina, but I wouldn't stay in Chesterfield when the world was my mollusk.
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That's sweet. Perfect spot for a bench, too.
I thought so too
Do you think her spirit sits there once in a while and contemplates the trees?
If she had any sense she'd have left Chesterfield long ago!
Oh Rachel that's cruel, her spot is rather splendid!
It's a lovely spot, Gina, but I wouldn't stay in Chesterfield when the world was my mollusk.
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