SALON Departments: 5-Minute Mystery 3/1/45
The Picnic By The …
Swans on the …; Mallard Duck at morn; He never came
a wink too soon Nor bought too long a day; But now, I
often wish the night Had borne … …
The black car which transports Freddie and the group
rides off from the …
Into his study found him seated at his desk studying a
fragment of rare … “That's about it.” “That's about
nothing,” I mumbled under … …
I hold … … to stop my damn bosom, and a stale
tingling slowly builds up, gray emanating from this
strong, angular, pale face –
… Screams. The tepid swamp water closes over my head
and I try desperately to – Hughnah!!
… repose. Baptized In burning waters, So hot I fear
my … ; Yet hopeless to erase, Nor replace, Your
incandescent touch