SUCH SHOCKING
NEWS ABOUT POMEROY
Him who wears no pants but open,
the torn and ripped at crotch and
knees. 'Take a little off the sides,'
he told the barber. In school, he
was always first - writing some
big-time college thesis in a most
ivy-league way, about the fathoms
of the paths in later Greek mythology.
Later turned into a book, and then,
by screen-play and being bought
by Rath Tabanga, a film called
'Pegasus' ensued. Later turned
into a rock-opera by the Dowdling
Brothers' Twirlers in a six part
harmonic tempest. And I can't
speak for the rest of that.
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Now, years later, there's an opening
at the library for his newest cart of
labelled books. 'High-Society Drama.'
Another row called, 'Ciffhanger
Comedies.' All such good stuff.
Boy, the man can write.
Boy, the man can write.
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