05/11/19: Advice to My Sons and Other Young Men of Fair Provenance May 11, 2019May 11, 2019 iambanapestadvice, boys, cold-shoulder, consorting, faith, flashing, hyenas, limerick, make nice, poem, poetry, Riyadh, satire, sons, subpoenas, the worst sort of God, Trump, wadLeave a comment Image
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