Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast;
Custards for supper, and an endless host
Of syllabubs and jellies and mince pies,
And other such ladylike luxuries.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Custards for supper, and an endless host
Of syllabubs and jellies and mince pies,
And other such ladylike luxuries.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Wonderful poem! I enjoy your blog. It's very feminine... Blessings.
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