Morning poem 15 September 2020 ~ Over Soil Wishes at the end of the day, and so it begins. Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInTumblrPinterestWhatsAppSkypeEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by Over Soil One being 🌍 View all posts by Over Soil
p.s. I was looking up the expression “A flag of convenience” this morning and had to look up the word “pejoratively”. Do you partake of this word on occasion? I might use it to answer, if I’m asked to have tea with the vicar. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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I love this. And the word ‘contentable’ has just gone on my list…
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Wait, does that mean you are Audrey Hepburn in Pygmalion?
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I think, if I’m honest, more like Stanley Holloway.
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p.s. I was looking up the expression “A flag of convenience” this morning and had to look up the word “pejoratively”. Do you partake of this word on occasion? I might use it to answer, if I’m asked to have tea with the vicar.
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Indubitably
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