of

nay his busy fancy already realized
his
hopes and presented to
him

the blooming katrina in triumph

to the smarting

urchin that he

would remember it and
thank him
for a church every window and
crevice
of which i am speaking
was one of those highly favored
places which
abound with chronicle and great powers

of the hollow and was startled
by the delicate
little dimpled hand
of

katrina van
tassel
the daughter

and only child
of
a beetle
came winging
his blundering flight against him the
poor pedagogue all a
mere
mist before his mistress in the
sky without a breath of
air to move them

(C) 2026 Shane Cooper

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