Lyle le Loosely Lucid Lion - rough draft form
First up, poet a little something written about yours trult,m edgar!" no one cpaled since they all knew edgar was an ass, except once person, but he was a pedophile. why he was let into the show was beyond aonyone's guess.
.338 Calibur Justice: Chapter 1 - The Riddler Who Solved The Riddle
"sounds like a horrible poet." smith cleans out his ear, clearly not interested in the note. "well, it's the only clue we have right now, 'better log it in my notepad."
Twail Twixt: Chapt 1 - Crestridge
A jupe-pantalon appeared small behind the puffed forelimb sleeves of ariss's white poet shirt, beneath which a blouse lay; blooms off the roses or not, they were her style. her red eyes brought ample colour therewithal.
Only In Dreams
The poet had always had a minimalistic streak to her. "i hope you liked that." eli's body was more like a cis male body now than the cis female body she'd had before, but she was still her mano's eli. it didn't matter what she went by where they were.
Experimentation: The Search for an Answer to a Stressful Day (The Answer is Getting Doinked by Your Sister)
Luna slipped her tongue between them again, lapping up more of her sister's juices, "dost thou recall that one poet... what was his name? the one with the poem about peaches and pears?"
No number, no letter
Natalie swiftlight was a poet, his favorite poet. he was infamous on the estate for raiding his master's library at all hours just to read her work. the red panda nodded. "yes, that would be good for you.
Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 27: Lea's Return
There was the poet's group (steven j poet the broadcast said was his real name)- who also were similarly neutralized.
Royal Duties
"poets, painters, dancers, lords and ladies, even zebras." "do you remember," inkwell began, his magic focusing on my more sensitive places. "senator kahina?" he asked, a slight pink rose in his cheeks as my magic retributed the favor.
The Lead Crown: Ch 4d, En Passant (Pt 3)
I dare say you have a poet's mind for words, sir umberto... and there was no hidden meaning behind my answer. no, they are not purely a 'university group', but yes, they are taking advantage of the upu's discoveries."
Tolerate
We can't turn back the clock, neither you nor i: you know what the poet, old khayyam, said about it:_ _the moving finger writes, and having writ moves on: nor all thy piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out
Train Compartment
Yeats is kind of cool; like the poet?" kevin asked, pulling out his phone to keep his hands busy as they rolled along. ryu did the same, pulling up a less-attentive game so he wouldn't get distracted. "yeah, my dad was an english major.
Anthropia 7
"bards are supposed to be warrior poets, right? how did you get captured." jakra asked, skalma flinching again at the memory as she turned to the two of them and began to explain. "it was about two weeks ago."