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Gemma
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SPITT FI'YA








We Real Cool

THE POOL PLAYERS.
SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL.


We real cool. We
Left school. We

Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We
Die soon.

- Gwendolyn Brooks



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Penny Arcade Is Geek Love



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omg it's LISA!FRANK!GEMMA by mister_daruma



Artist credit and instructions for using my Harry/Draco mood theme can be found here.


Background art goes to Banksy.

like_a_vandal: god, hurt/comfort rps is the stuff dreams are made of
like_a_vandal: i read it and i know what it must feel like to taste a cloud


Road-song of the Bandar-log by Rudyard Kipling, from The Jungle Book
Here we go in a flung festoon,
Half-way up to the jealous moon!
Don't you envy our pranceful bands?
Don't you wish you had extra hands?
Would n't you like if your tails were -- so -- 
Curved in the shape of a Cupid's bow?
         Now you're angry, but -- never mind,
         Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!

Here we sit in a branchy row,
Thinking of beautiful things we know;
Dreaming of deeds that we mean to do,
All complete, in a minute or two -- 
Something noble and grand and good,
Won by merely wishing we could.
         Now we're going to -- never mind,
         Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!

All the talk we ever have heard
Uttered by bat or beast or bird -- 
Hide or fin or scale or feather -- 
Jabber it quickly and all together!
Excellent! Wonderful! Once again!
Now we are talking just like men.
         Let 's pretend we are... never mind,
         Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!
         This is the way of the Monkey-kind.

Then join our leaping lines that scumfish through the pines,
That rocket by where, light and high, the wild-grape swings,
By the rubbish in our wake, and the noble noise we make,
Be sure, be sure, we're going to do some splendid things!

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