O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
As a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear-
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
Eileen; sahkae@gmail.com
I line my eyes like a raccoon and my nail polish is always cracked.
Sunday, July 17
Me with my jockey cap. Dippy refuses to let me wear it when I'm around him, for fear people will think of him as an NS man [my Monroe badge at the side declaims the whole army deal though]. The irony of it all. HAH.