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I simply love this poem. It never fades. On Raglan Road of an
I simply love this poem. It never fades. On Raglan Road of an autumn day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare that I migh...

I AM STRETCHED ON YOUR GRAVE (18th Century Gaelic Poem,
I AM STRETCHED ON YOUR GRAVE (18th Century Gaelic Poem, Anonymous) I am stretched on your grave And would lie there forever; If your hands were in m...

Woke up with this bloody song in my head. Remembering how
Woke up with this bloody song in my head. Remembering how f*cking cool I was in the teenage Discos in Revelles. In all seriousness, my curls made m...