Arhive etichetă: măgarul

E vremea măgarilor…

                     foto The Donkey G. K. Chesterton When fishes flew and forests walked And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood Then surely I was born. With monstrous head and sickening cry And ears like errant … Continuă lectura

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