An Ode to Flicka
Flicka YAY.
YAY Flicka YAY.
YAY YAY YAY.

what a pice of work is a man! how noble in reason! How infinite in faculty! in form, in moving, how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the word! the paragon of animal! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delisghts me not; no, not woman neither, though, by your smiling, u seem to say so.

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