Not sure how tomorrow will be so here are some prompts
PROMPTS
You would know him if you saw him
Michaelmas Day
I Am From Barthe-lona
Is anybody there? said the traveller, knocking on the moonlit door
In Chicago, at the Autmun's end
Nobody heard him, the dead man
I registered under another name and paid for the room in cash
Had we but world enough and time
Dirty British Coaster With a Salt-Caked Smoke-Stack
I was shot twice.
When the Evening is spread out against the sky
Midway through October he got himself excused classes for a week
Mrs Coope lingered over her coffee
One time he and momma argued over money. he left
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea
The moon blanches the yard
The singing will never be done
Actually, Mrs Luddy didn't go down to the street either
You blubberous devil said a dark young man
Dorky Day Has Changed My Life
I am all alone in my pad, man, my piled-up-to-the-ceiling-with-junk pad
Then came the camel men, cursing and growling
Candle
The girl touches her lover's face
He did not wear his scarlet coat
Here among long-discarded cassocks
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