XX.(Actually, it's time for some googling! and then some realizing! that fertilizer already contains blood, as well as bone.)I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.
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Even with those rules, though, I have to say that that was one respectably big drinkin' and fuckin' campus.
posted by middleclasstool at 10:35 AM on March 5, 2008