Monday, April 30, 2007
Spam Poem of the Day
"Osman and Ayesha"
by Kai Carrel
The inconsolable Osman ran to Ayesha (who had put on a dirty sari as a concession to urban prudery, even though butterfly clouds still trailed off her like glory).
by Kai Carrel
The inconsolable Osman ran to Ayesha (who had put on a dirty sari as a concession to urban prudery, even though butterfly clouds still trailed off her like glory).



