Words … danced in my mind like wild ponies that moved only to my command —Hortense Calisher Words falling softly as rose petals —Mary Hedin Words, frothy and toneless like a chain of bursting bubbles —L. P. Hartley Words gushing and tumbling as if a hose had been turned on —Rose ...
Even here, where the stream was in its infancy, the current was so strong, that while we were fording it, one of our baggage ponies laden with a tent was carried away by its violence, and, but for the gallant exertions of our tent-pitcher, we should have had to sleep in the open...
We then decided it was time for round 2 of the shrooms. I think this says a lot about my hideously middle-class, Daddy’s girl upbringing but that night I became OBSESSED with Shetland ponies. To the point where, sat in the toilet, I WAS a Shetland pony. A very sassy, chubby little...
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+1000. No ponies for you!lambert strether April 20, 2010 at 2:27 pm All they have on their minds at the White House is the 2010 midterms. To me, that means: 1. Maximum kabuki for the rubes, combined with 2. Maximum contributions from the insiders. It’s a win win situation, ...