Drave
God is my co-pilot
Why do the dogs howl so?
They do not, save at night.
She asked it, as she ever did, as if I being all-wise could tell all.
So I laughed and said that maybe I had put a spell on them to howl for me.
I caught her hand with the needle in it, and drave the needle into my palm, for the joy of the prick of her needle.
They do not, save at night.
She asked it, as she ever did, as if I being all-wise could tell all.
So I laughed and said that maybe I had put a spell on them to howl for me.
I caught her hand with the needle in it, and drave the needle into my palm, for the joy of the prick of her needle.
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