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the imaginary diary of thomas love peacock ..
I like keats, told him so only
the other night in the pub, whilst
he was coughing up blood.
I said, john, you're a far better
poet than dear old percy bysshe,
he said, yeah, he's a c*nt ..
Published 25th Nov 2018
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25th Nov 2018 1:37pm
25th Nov 2018 2:32pm
Two great contributors to English Literature, albeit both lives were short. I like the title; who knows if they were really friends as history claims - or if they held secret disdain.
The irony is how they both died from lack of oxygen, albeit different methods.
The irony is how they both died from lack of oxygen, albeit different methods.
25th Nov 2018 6:52pm
The first thing your words brought to mind was that
in the end we all die
from the very same lack...
thanks for the quirky ink, Tak... Ely
in the end we all die
from the very same lack...
thanks for the quirky ink, Tak... Ely
Death & dying. Obscured. (in our case, likely quickly obliviated)
where's my habeas corpus?
where's my habeas corpus?
