Tag: dull-witted

• December 19, 2014

  Loony

  ‘Sky resounding — what’s this roar for Fretting and fuming and a ruin of health? Living itself will make life livable Dying causes certain death.’ — His eyes lit up with a hint of a twinkle, As the tipsy signor exhorted thus — A swig or two need at most be consumed For what’s to…