it whistled my winter
gurgled my en-garde
purpled my dignity
knocked me down
emptied my pockets
and filled them back up with sand
and a bent spoon
that's what your song did to me
This blog is about language. It has sub-threads including musings about song lyrics, collections of idioms, and my own writings. This blog accompanies several web-sites: whirlword.com (a dictionary of idioms).
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