Louisa May Alcott: When It Comes Night

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Louisa May Alcott: When It Comes Night

When it comes night,
We put out the light.
Some blow with a puff,
Some turn down and snuff;
But neat folks prefer
A nice extinguis_her_.
So here I send you back
One to put on Mr. Jack.

Nov. 8, 2023, Steampunk

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