The trees of a forest are thin; the corn or grass is thin.

Put a big sign on each face of the building that can be seen from the road.

I started to lick her back, down to her butt cheeks. I stopped there. I might've been in a freaky mood but I wasn't ready to toss salad.

Year after year unto her feet, / She lying on her couch alone, / Across the purpled coverlet, / The maiden's jet-black hair has grown, […]