All things go to sea;
I went to fat.
All things wash to bed,
I cold and coughing.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Sunday 11 March 1659/60.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
All things go to sea;
I went to fat.
All things wash to bed,
I cold and coughing.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Sunday 11 March 1659/60.
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