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Siren’s song
Mermaid, or air raid?
When you tire of one sort of beauty, there’s another.
Now get out of that dreadful sunshine and get in here for a bite and a sip.
Spring a ding ding
It’s time for our two weeks of springtime.
Already put to the test
And passing it with flying colors.
Aspiring do-gooder
The worse it gets, the better I’ll do. I hope.
If you’re not Caesar, it’s not so bad.
I’ve never had and Ides of March that bad, but this one coming up looks downright enjoyable.
Grapes in solitude
Flying solo.
Here’s a tiny bit of news to tide you over.
Don’t worry, there’ll be more. I promise.
The immediate, and the less immediate, future
Come inside- one can only take so much Paradise.