The Scare-crow And The Little Girl 7
Never praise someone into his face. That’s flattery. Not just once, but three times were you very nice, spoke so kindly worth a kiss. It’s lucky that you didn’t know it and I wouldn’t relate, disclose it to you, otherwise you would, little donkey, become a big donkey. Something good, beautiful is invaluable, not to be paid with all the money, the gold in the world, not with thousands ‘thank you’. It could only be paid with a kiss (or kisses). Did you know that?
Aren’t you proud to find such a good friend in me?
October 2009
Never praise someone into his face. That’s flattery. Not just once, but three times were you very nice, spoke so kindly worth a kiss. It’s lucky that you didn’t know it and I wouldn’t relate, disclose it to you, otherwise you would, little donkey, become a big donkey. Something good, beautiful is invaluable, not to be paid with all the money, the gold in the world, not with thousands ‘thank you’. It could only be paid with a kiss (or kisses). Did you know that?
Aren’t you proud to find such a good friend in me?
October 2009
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