Zod wrote:

> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Gina
>>
>> I thought of you
>> about nine years ago
>> or more
>> for a minute or two.
>>
>> Is it because
>> after 15 years
>> (and now what is it, 19?)
>> the ghosts of the past
>> still exist.
>>
>> When I'm sitting here thinking
>> when I'm all alone.
>>
>> I was living
>> in a speed nightmare
>> drinking wine
>> so I could go to sleep.
>> Walking around
>> by the pine trees.
>>
>> Looking around
>> in God's little world.
>> These things
>> took some time
>> like the erosion of a stone.
>>
>> There was the last day
>> of German class
>> and walking.
>> And what you told me
>> about your father
>> and what he had done in the war.
>>
>> You said you would forgive me
>> for what I said
>> but you never did.
>>
>> You rubbed my chest
>> with menthol.
>> That seemed
>> to really help.
>> That
>> and your tuna fish kiss.
>>
>> You wore that
>> fundamentalist dress
>> it was thick green wool
>> and sometimes brown.
>>
>> You looked like
>> an imitation Aryan gypsy
>> wearing your
>> little brown fern style belt
>> and copper braces.
>>
>> I still can remember
>> all of your faces.
>>
>> -Will Dockery
>>
>> ----
>> From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html

> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?

Thanks again for the nod, no, different character.

On Friday, January 27, 2023 at 4:35:17 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > On Thursday, January 22, 2023 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> >> On Wednesday, January 21, 2023 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> >> >
> >> > Gina
> >> >
> >> > I thought of you
> >> > about nine years ago
> >> > or more
> >> > for a minute or two.
> >> >
> >> > Is it because
> >> > after 15 years
> >> > (and now what is it, 19?)
> >> > the ghosts of the past
> >> > still exist.
> >> >
> >> > When I'm sitting here thinking
> >> > when I'm all alone.
> >> >
> >> > I was living
> >> > in a speed nightmare
> >> > drinking wine
> >> > so I could go to sleep.
> >> > Walking around
> >> > by the pine trees.
> >> >
> >> > Looking around
> >> > in God's little world.
> >> > These things
> >> > took some time
> >> > like the erosion of a stone.
> >> >
> >> > There was the last day
> >> > of German class
> >> > and walking.
> >> > And what you told me
> >> > about your father
> >> > and what he had done in the war.
> >> >
> >> > You said you would forgive me
> >> > for what I said
> >> > but you never did.
> >> >
> >> > You rubbed my chest
> >> > with menthol.
> >> > That seemed
> >> > to really help.
> >> > That
> >> > and your tuna fish kiss.
> >> >
> >> > You wore that
> >> > fundamentalist dress
> >> > it was thick green wool
> >> > and sometimes brown.
> >> >
> >> > You looked like
> >> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
> >> > wearing your
> >> > little brown fern style belt
> >> > and copper braces.
> >> >
> >> > I still can remember
> >> > all of your faces.
> >> >
> >> > -Will Dockery
> >> >
> >> > ----
> >> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
> >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
> >> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?
>
> > One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.
>
> > HTH and HAND.
> Timeline on this one is...?

Fall and Winter 1973-1974.

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
>>> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>> >
>>> > Gina
>>> >
>>> > I thought of you
>>> > about nine years ago
>>> > or more
>>> > for a minute or two.
>>> >
>>> > Is it because
>>> > after 15 years
>>> > (and now what is it, 19?)
>>> > the ghosts of the past
>>> > still exist.
>>> >
>>> > When I'm sitting here thinking
>>> > when I'm all alone.
>>> >
>>> > I was living
>>> > in a speed nightmare
>>> > drinking wine
>>> > so I could go to sleep.
>>> > Walking around
>>> > by the pine trees.
>>> >
>>> > Looking around
>>> > in God's little world.
>>> > These things
>>> > took some time
>>> > like the erosion of a stone.
>>> >
>>> > There was the last day
>>> > of German class
>>> > and walking.
>>> > And what you told me
>>> > about your father
>>> > and what he had done in the war.
>>> >
>>> > You said you would forgive me
>>> > for what I said
>>> > but you never did.
>>> >
>>> > You rubbed my chest
>>> > with menthol.
>>> > That seemed
>>> > to really help.
>>> > That
>>> > and your tuna fish kiss.
>>> >
>>> > You wore that
>>> > fundamentalist dress
>>> > it was thick green wool
>>> > and sometimes brown.
>>> >
>>> > You looked like
>>> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
>>> > wearing your
>>> > little brown fern style belt
>>> > and copper braces.
>>> >
>>> > I still can remember
>>> > all of your faces.
>>> >
>>> > -Will Dockery
>>> >
>>> > ----
>>> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
>>> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?

>> One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.

>> HTH and HAND.

> Did she have a sister named Heather...?

Her sister was a teacher at Carver High School, not much older than we students, she loved musicals such as "Fiddler On The Roof"

Gina and I would look through her sister Wendy's album collection, discovering new music:

If I Were A Rich Man · John Williams · Chaim Topol · "Fiddler On The Roof”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5fCqKbSC7M

On Friday, February 3, 2023 at 4:05:17 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> General-Zod wrote:
>
> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >> On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> >>> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> >>> >
> >>> > Gina
> >>> >
> >>> > I thought of you
> >>> > about nine years ago
> >>> > or more
> >>> > for a minute or two.
> >>> >
> >>> > Is it because
> >>> > after 15 years
> >>> > (and now what is it, 19?)
> >>> > the ghosts of the past
> >>> > still exist.
> >>> >
> >>> > When I'm sitting here thinking
> >>> > when I'm all alone.
> >>> >
> >>> > I was living
> >>> > in a speed nightmare
> >>> > drinking wine
> >>> > so I could go to sleep.
> >>> > Walking around
> >>> > by the pine trees.
> >>> >
> >>> > Looking around
> >>> > in God's little world.
> >>> > These things
> >>> > took some time
> >>> > like the erosion of a stone.
> >>> >
> >>> > There was the last day
> >>> > of German class
> >>> > and walking.
> >>> > And what you told me
> >>> > about your father
> >>> > and what he had done in the war.
> >>> >
> >>> > You said you would forgive me
> >>> > for what I said
> >>> > but you never did.
> >>> >
> >>> > You rubbed my chest
> >>> > with menthol.
> >>> > That seemed
> >>> > to really help.
> >>> > That
> >>> > and your tuna fish kiss.
> >>> >
> >>> > You wore that
> >>> > fundamentalist dress
> >>> > it was thick green wool
> >>> > and sometimes brown.
> >>> >
> >>> > You looked like
> >>> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
> >>> > wearing your
> >>> > little brown fern style belt
> >>> > and copper braces.
> >>> >
> >>> > I still can remember
> >>> > all of your faces.
> >>> >
> >>> > -Will Dockery
> >>> >
> >>> > ----
> >>> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
> >>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
> >>> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?
>
> >> One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.
>
> >> HTH and HAND.
>
> > Did she have a sister named Heather...?
> Her sister was a teacher at Carver High School, not much older than we students, she loved musicals such as "Fiddler On The Roof"
>
> Gina and I would look through her sister Wendy's album collection, discovering new music:
>
> If I Were A Rich Man · John Williams · Chaim Topol · "Fiddler On The Roof”
> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5fCqKbSC7M

Quite of interest....

On Friday, February 3, 2023 at 4:33:28 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> On Friday, February 3, 2023 at 4:05:17 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > General-Zod wrote:
> > > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > >>> > Gina
> > >>> >
> > >>> > I thought of you
> > >>> > about nine years ago
> > >>> > or more
> > >>> > for a minute or two.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > Is it because
> > >>> > after 15 years
> > >>> > (and now what is it, 19?)
> > >>> > the ghosts of the past
> > >>> > still exist.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > When I'm sitting here thinking
> > >>> > when I'm all alone.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > I was living
> > >>> > in a speed nightmare
> > >>> > drinking wine
> > >>> > so I could go to sleep.
> > >>> > Walking around
> > >>> > by the pine trees.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > Looking around
> > >>> > in God's little world.
> > >>> > These things
> > >>> > took some time
> > >>> > like the erosion of a stone.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > There was the last day
> > >>> > of German class
> > >>> > and walking.
> > >>> > And what you told me
> > >>> > about your father
> > >>> > and what he had done in the war.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > You said you would forgive me
> > >>> > for what I said
> > >>> > but you never did.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > You rubbed my chest
> > >>> > with menthol.
> > >>> > That seemed
> > >>> > to really help.
> > >>> > That
> > >>> > and your tuna fish kiss.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > You wore that
> > >>> > fundamentalist dress
> > >>> > it was thick green wool
> > >>> > and sometimes brown.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > You looked like
> > >>> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
> > >>> > wearing your
> > >>> > little brown fern style belt
> > >>> > and copper braces.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > I still can remember
> > >>> > all of your faces.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > -Will Dockery
> > >>> >
> > >>> > ----
> > >>> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
> > >>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
> > >>> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?
> >
> > >> One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.
> >
> > >> HTH and HAND.
> >
> > > Did she have a sister named Heather...?
> > Her sister was a teacher at Carver High School, not much older than we students, she loved musicals such as "Fiddler On The Roof"
> >
> > Gina and I would look through her sister Wendy's album collection, discovering new music:
> >
> > If I Were A Rich Man · John Williams · Chaim Topol · "Fiddler On The Roof”
> > https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5fCqKbSC7M
> Quite of interest....

Good memories I don't think of as much as some others, early days, dazed and confused.

:)

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Gina

>> I thought of you
>> about nine years ago
>> or more
>> for a minute or two.

>> Is it because
>> after 15 years
>> (and now what is it, 19?)
>> the ghosts of the past
>> still exist.

>> When I'm sitting here thinking
>> when I'm all alone.

>> I was living
>> in a speed nightmare
>> drinking wine
>> so I could go to sleep.
>> Walking around
>> by the pine trees.

>> Looking around
>> in God's little world.
>> These things
>> took some time
>> like the erosion of a stone.

>> There was the last day
>> of German class
>> and walking.
>> And what you told me
>> about your father
>> and what he had done in the war.

>> You said you would forgive me
>> for what I said
>> but you never did.

>> You rubbed my chest
>> with menthol.
>> That seemed
>> to really help.
>> That
>> and your tuna fish kiss.

>> You wore that
>> fundamentalist dress
>> it was thick green wool
>> and sometimes brown.

>> You looked like
>> an imitation Aryan gypsy
>> wearing your
>> little brown fern style belt
>> and copper braces.

>> I still can remember
>> all of your faces.

>> -Will Dockery

>> ----
>> From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html

> Again, great confessional poetry....!

Thanks again for the nod.

🙂

On Monday, February 6, 2023 at 7:25:15 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> General-Zod wrote:
>
> > Will Dockery wrote:
> >>
> >> Gina
>
> >> I thought of you
> >> about nine years ago
> >> or more
> >> for a minute or two.
>
> >> Is it because
> >> after 15 years
> >> (and now what is it, 19?)
> >> the ghosts of the past
> >> still exist.
>
> >> When I'm sitting here thinking
> >> when I'm all alone.
>
> >> I was living
> >> in a speed nightmare
> >> drinking wine
> >> so I could go to sleep.
> >> Walking around
> >> by the pine trees.
>
> >> Looking around
> >> in God's little world.
> >> These things
> >> took some time
> >> like the erosion of a stone.
>
> >> There was the last day
> >> of German class
> >> and walking.
> >> And what you told me
> >> about your father
> >> and what he had done in the war.
>
> >> You said you would forgive me
> >> for what I said
> >> but you never did.
>
> >> You rubbed my chest
> >> with menthol.
> >> That seemed
> >> to really help.
> >> That
> >> and your tuna fish kiss.
>
> >> You wore that
> >> fundamentalist dress
> >> it was thick green wool
> >> and sometimes brown.
>
> >> You looked like
> >> an imitation Aryan gypsy
> >> wearing your
> >> little brown fern style belt
> >> and copper braces.
>
> >> I still can remember
> >> all of your faces.
>
> >> -Will Dockery
>
> >> ----
> >> From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
> >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
>
> > Again, great confessional poetry....!
> Thanks again for the nod.
>
> 🙂
THE SAGA OF JORDAN T. CHASESCOTT
Isaac liked his nephew Jordy’s rear view,
From whence Jordy did his #2.
Jordy did #1
And Isaac said, son,
That not what we Commies doo-doo.

Jordan Chasescott had a gluteus--
That Uncle Isaac said was beauteous.
Isaac said drop your pants,
Give your Uncle a chance,
To give you a rub that’s salubrious.

Uncle Isaac and Jordan would read nursery rhymes
About Commies and sex and YouTube crimes.
Jordy learned about jails
And Joey’s porn sales
While Isaac performed pantomimes.

Isaac Chase’s “love dared not speak its name”
So Jordan was written into Internet fame.
Isaac thanked Will and Zod
And committed job fraud
While Jordan Chasescott bore the shame.

Jordan Chasescott was naïve
Of what Isaac hid up his sleeve.
Isaac gave him a bath
While he did the math
That at least he wouldn’t conceive.

Little Jordan Chasescott lost his way.
Uncle Isaac yelled, “I’ll save the day!”
“Take off your pants
And I’ll do a belt Dance
On your butt ‘til you can say
Uncle!”

Jordan Chasescott’s derriere
Would get lots of sun and fresh air.
Uncle Isaac would blow
And Jordan would know
That he didn’t need any beachwear.

Isaac Chase was childlike and hopeless
And hung out with folks who were soapless.
Isaac took Jordy’s hand
And said I’m your man,
But no one can make me grope you less.

Jordan sits in Isaac’s lap while they drive,
Isaac is 49 and Jordy’s 25.
Jordy said it’s U-turn,
Isaac said how I burn
To lay rubber on I-95.

Jordan Chasescott was expertly groomed
After visiting Isaac’s bedroom.
Jordan had a strong yen
To trade Barbies for Ken
And to keep his small tuchus perfumed.

Stout Joseph was pen-pals with “Price is Right” Jordan.
Chasescott Jordan offered photos to Stout Joseph’s warden.
Pics of Will Dockery
Made Stout Joe a mockery,
Since his dad wore just a bleue cordon.

Jordan Chasescott would cover his hiney,
But his Uncle still wanted to dine, he
Would tell Jord, “Look squirrel!”
Jordan’s pink toes would curl,
And Uncle’d declare that was fine eats.

Isaac Chase tried to buy his young nephew,
But his sister wouldn’t sell and was deaf to
Isaac’s sad pleas
To give Jordy a squeeze,
So Isaac nailed him and said “Guess who?”

Young Jordy wished to play with some girls,
But Isaac said girls make me hurl.
You should have a guy
And then you’ll know why
I dress you in ruffles and pearls.

Jordan Chasescott tried to be what he’s not.
Uncle Isaac told him that to be gay was hot.
Isaac Chase said come here
And I’ll fondle your rear--
You’ll remember the things you forgot.

Isaac Chase dearly loved his nephew and tried
To kiss Jordan Chasescott’s tiny backside.
Jordan said, Uncle Ike,
Could I have a new bike?
So Isaac gave him a banana seat ride.

Jordan scorned warnings and read
Playboy Magazines stashed by his bed.
Uncle Isaac then stressed
Don’t look at a breast:
I have Playgirl for you instead.

Jordan Chasescott was teenaged,
And therefore his Chase hormones raged.
Uncle Isaac said, “Yes,
You look great in that dress,”
And thus Jordan’s doubts were assuaged.

Uncle Isaac Chase worked a part-time job,
And the rest of the day his body would throb
For his Nephew Jordan,
And in Nephews he scored in,
The most views of Jordan’s hobnob.

Uncle Isaac Chase was in great haste
To see that Jordan was disgraced.
Isaac said his hellos
To Zod-Dockery beaus
And Jordan Chasescott was debased.

Uncle Isaac L. Chase had a goal:
To occupy Jordan’s butt hole.
Isaac Chase said, “Bend over
There’s a rare 4-leaf clover,”
And Nature walks soon took their toll.

Isaac Chase liked playing physician
With Jordan Chasescott’s health condition.
Isaac said, “Don this gown,
On the table face down,
And Jordan lost all inhibitions.
Isaac told Jordan he’d teach him to shoot
And to fish and to dive so he wore his swim suit.
Jordan brought his cap gun
But he was outdone
When Isaac shot up his patoot.
Jordan complained his dear Uncle
Would stick to him like a carbuncle.
Jordan Chasescott would cry
When Uncle Isaac would try
To sneak into Jordan’s bed bunkle.

Isaac Chase liked school and the Weekly Reader.
Isaac ate up the tales of Johnny the Apple Seeder.
Then Jordan Chasescott was born,
And Isaac was torn
Between fruit and bottom-feeder.

The Chase family loved Isaac’s work.
He could have stayed home, just a jerk.
But he worked phones part time
And earned him a dime,
And Jordan Chasescott was a perk.

Uncle Isaac knocked on Jordy’s door,
Said they’d reenact Chase family noir.
Uncle Isaac said come,
But Jordan had none,
For Jordan was a mere child of four.

Jordan Chasescott was LinkedIn
To the Isaac L. Chase den of sin.
Isaac said we’ll resume
Work in my bedroom
And Jordan learned market penetration.

Uncle Isaac took Jordy to see
The statue of David in Italy
Isaac said the male nude
Put him in the mood
And Jordy’s fig leaf was so wee.

Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> Gina
>>
>> I thought of you
>> about nine years ago
>> or more
>> for a minute or two.
>>
>> Is it because
>> after 15 years
>> (and now what is it, 19?)
>> the ghosts of the past
>> still exist.
>>
>> When I'm sitting here thinking
>> when I'm all alone.
>>
>> I was living
>> in a speed nightmare
>> drinking wine
>> so I could go to sleep.
>> Walking around
>> by the pine trees.
>>
>> Looking around
>> in God's little world.
>> These things
>> took some time
>> like the erosion of a stone.
>>
>> There was the last day
>> of German class
>> and walking.
>> And what you told me
>> about your father
>> and what he had done in the war.
>>
>> You said you would forgive me
>> for what I said
>> but you never did.
>>
>> You rubbed my chest
>> with menthol.
>> That seemed
>> to really help.
>> That
>> and your tuna fish kiss.
>>
>> You wore that
>> fundamentalist dress
>> it was thick green wool
>> and sometimes brown.
>>
>> You looked like
>> an imitation Aryan gypsy
>> wearing your
>> little brown fern style belt
>> and copper braces.
>>
>> I still can remember
>> all of your faces.
>>
>> -Will Dockery
>>
>> ----
>> From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html

> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?

No, this poem takes place, or describes, events from my Carver High School years.

On Tuesday, January 3, 2023 at 2:45:13 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > Zod wrote:
> >> On Wednesday, December 31, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> >>> Gina
> >>>
> >>> I thought of you
> >>> about nine years ago
> >>> or more
> >>> for a minute or two.
> >>>
> >>> Is it because
> >>> after 15 years
> >>> (and now what is it, 19?)
> >>> the ghosts of the past
> >>> still exist.
> >>>
> >>> When I'm sitting here thinking
> >>> when I'm all alone.
> >>>
> >>> I was living
> >>> in a speed nightmare
> >>> drinking wine
> >>> so I could go to sleep.
> >>> Walking around
> >>> by the pine trees.
> >>>
> >>> Looking around
> >>> in God's little world.
> >>> These things
> >>> took some time
> >>> like the erosion of a stone.
> >>>
> >>> There was the last day
> >>> of German class
> >>> and walking.
> >>> And what you told me
> >>> about your father
> >>> and what he had done in the war.
> >>>
> >>> You said you would forgive me
> >>> for what I said
> >>> but you never did.
> >>>
> >>> You rubbed my chest
> >>> with menthol.
> >>> That seemed
> >>> to really help.
> >>> That
> >>> and your tuna fish kiss.
> >>>
> >>> You wore that
> >>> fundamentalist dress
> >>> it was thick green wool
> >>> and sometimes brown.
> >>>
> >>> You looked like
> >>> an imitation Aryan gypsy
> >>> wearing your
> >>> little brown fern style belt
> >>> and copper braces.
> >>>
> >>> I still can remember
> >>> all of your faces.
> >>>
> >>> -Will Dockery
> >>>
> >>> ----
> >>> From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
> >>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
>
> >> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?
>
> > That was Tina, this is Gina
>
> > Different characters.
>
>
> I understand....

Good evening, Zod, I'm glad.

Zod wrote:

> On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 9:44:42 PM UTC-5, michaelmalef...@gmail.com wrote:
>> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> > I still can remember
>> > all of your faces.
>> >
>> > -Will Dockery
>> >
>> > ----
>> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
>>
>> How many xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
> xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

> Hush your whining, Penhead... ha ha.

That malicious troll spews so much hate that I doubt he'll ever stop.

:)

Will Dockery wrote:

> On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
>> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> >
>> > Gina
>> >
>> > I thought of you
>> > about nine years ago
>> > or more
>> > for a minute or two.
>> >
>> > Is it because
>> > after 15 years
>> > (and now what is it, 19?)
>> > the ghosts of the past
>> > still exist.
>> >
>> > When I'm sitting here thinking
>> > when I'm all alone.
>> >
>> > I was living
>> > in a speed nightmare
>> > drinking wine
>> > so I could go to sleep.
>> > Walking around
>> > by the pine trees.
>> >
>> > Looking around
>> > in God's little world.
>> > These things
>> > took some time
>> > like the erosion of a stone.
>> >
>> > There was the last day
>> > of German class
>> > and walking.
>> > And what you told me
>> > about your father
>> > and what he had done in the war.
>> >
>> > You said you would forgive me
>> > for what I said
>> > but you never did.
>> >
>> > You rubbed my chest
>> > with menthol.
>> > That seemed
>> > to really help.
>> > That
>> > and your tuna fish kiss.
>> >
>> > You wore that
>> > fundamentalist dress
>> > it was thick green wool
>> > and sometimes brown.
>> >
>> > You looked like
>> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
>> > wearing your
>> > little brown fern style belt
>> > and copper braces.
>> >
>> > I still can remember
>> > all of your faces.
>> >
>> > -Will Dockery
>> >
>> > ----
>> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
>> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?

> One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.

> HTH and HAND.

Cool... I never did get to meet that one then did I...?

On Saturday, February 18, 2023 at 5:35:14 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> >> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> >> >
> >> > Gina
> >> >
> >> > I thought of you
> >> > about nine years ago
> >> > or more
> >> > for a minute or two.
> >> >
> >> > Is it because
> >> > after 15 years
> >> > (and now what is it, 19?)
> >> > the ghosts of the past
> >> > still exist.
> >> >
> >> > When I'm sitting here thinking
> >> > when I'm all alone.
> >> >
> >> > I was living
> >> > in a speed nightmare
> >> > drinking wine
> >> > so I could go to sleep.
> >> > Walking around
> >> > by the pine trees.
> >> >
> >> > Looking around
> >> > in God's little world.
> >> > These things
> >> > took some time
> >> > like the erosion of a stone.
> >> >
> >> > There was the last day
> >> > of German class
> >> > and walking.
> >> > And what you told me
> >> > about your father
> >> > and what he had done in the war.
> >> >
> >> > You said you would forgive me
> >> > for what I said
> >> > but you never did.
> >> >
> >> > You rubbed my chest
> >> > with menthol.
> >> > That seemed
> >> > to really help.
> >> > That
> >> > and your tuna fish kiss.
> >> >
> >> > You wore that
> >> > fundamentalist dress
> >> > it was thick green wool
> >> > and sometimes brown.
> >> >
> >> > You looked like
> >> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
> >> > wearing your
> >> > little brown fern style belt
> >> > and copper braces.
> >> >
> >> > I still can remember
> >> > all of your faces.
> >> >
> >> > -Will Dockery
> >> >
> >> > ----
> >> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
> >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
> >> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?
> > One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.
>
> > HTH and HAND.
> Cool... I never did get to meet that one then did I...?

Get your story straight, Sulzbach....Tina was the one Dockery was fucking as his wife and child were in the other room...

Dumb wine brain.

Edward Rochester Esq. wrote:

> On Saturday, February 18, 2023 at 5:35:14 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
>> Will Dockery wrote:
>> > On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
>> >> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> >> >
>> >> > Gina
>> >> >
>> >> > I thought of you
>> >> > about nine years ago
>> >> > or more
>> >> > for a minute or two.
>> >> >
>> >> > Is it because
>> >> > after 15 years
>> >> > (and now what is it, 19?)
>> >> > the ghosts of the past
>> >> > still exist.
>> >> >
>> >> > When I'm sitting here thinking
>> >> > when I'm all alone.
>> >> >
>> >> > I was living
>> >> > in a speed nightmare
>> >> > drinking wine
>> >> > so I could go to sleep.
>> >> > Walking around
>> >> > by the pine trees.
>> >> >
>> >> > Looking around
>> >> > in God's little world.
>> >> > These things
>> >> > took some time
>> >> > like the erosion of a stone.
>> >> >
>> >> > There was the last day
>> >> > of German class
>> >> > and walking.
>> >> > And what you told me
>> >> > about your father
>> >> > and what he had done in the war.
>> >> >
>> >> > You said you would forgive me
>> >> > for what I said
>> >> > but you never did.
>> >> >
>> >> > You rubbed my chest
>> >> > with menthol.
>> >> > That seemed
>> >> > to really help.
>> >> > That
>> >> > and your tuna fish kiss.
>> >> >
>> >> > You wore that
>> >> > fundamentalist dress
>> >> > it was thick green wool
>> >> > and sometimes brown.
>> >> >
>> >> > You looked like
>> >> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
>> >> > wearing your
>> >> > little brown fern style belt
>> >> > and copper braces.
>> >> >
>> >> > I still can remember
>> >> > all of your faces.
>> >> >
>> >> > -Will Dockery
>> >> >
>> >> > ----
>> >> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>> >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
>> >> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?
>> > One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.
>>
>> > HTH and HAND.
>> Cool... I never did get to meet that one then did I...?

> Get your story straight, Sulzbach....Tina was the one Dockery was fucking as his wife and child were in the other room...

> Dumb wine brain.

Thanks again for reading and commenting, Senetto.

:)

On Saturday, February 18, 2023 at 5:45:15 PM UTC-5, W-Dockery wrote:
> Edward Rochester Esq. wrote:
>
> > On Saturday, February 18, 2023 at 5:35:14 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
> >> Will Dockery wrote:
> >> > On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> >> >> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> >> >> >
> >> >> > Gina
> >> >> >
> >> >> > I thought of you
> >> >> > about nine years ago
> >> >> > or more
> >> >> > for a minute or two.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > Is it because
> >> >> > after 15 years
> >> >> > (and now what is it, 19?)
> >> >> > the ghosts of the past
> >> >> > still exist.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > When I'm sitting here thinking
> >> >> > when I'm all alone.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > I was living
> >> >> > in a speed nightmare
> >> >> > drinking wine
> >> >> > so I could go to sleep.
> >> >> > Walking around
> >> >> > by the pine trees.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > Looking around
> >> >> > in God's little world.
> >> >> > These things
> >> >> > took some time
> >> >> > like the erosion of a stone.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > There was the last day
> >> >> > of German class
> >> >> > and walking.
> >> >> > And what you told me
> >> >> > about your father
> >> >> > and what he had done in the war.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > You said you would forgive me
> >> >> > for what I said
> >> >> > but you never did.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > You rubbed my chest
> >> >> > with menthol.
> >> >> > That seemed
> >> >> > to really help.
> >> >> > That
> >> >> > and your tuna fish kiss.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > You wore that
> >> >> > fundamentalist dress
> >> >> > it was thick green wool
> >> >> > and sometimes brown.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > You looked like
> >> >> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
> >> >> > wearing your
> >> >> > little brown fern style belt
> >> >> > and copper braces.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > I still can remember
> >> >> > all of your faces.
> >> >> >
> >> >> > -Will Dockery
> >> >> >
> >> >> > ----
> >> >> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
> >> >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
> >> >> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?
> >> > One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.
> >>
> >> > HTH and HAND.
> >> Cool... I never did get to meet that one then did I...?
>
>
> > Get your story straight, Sulzbach....Tina was the one Dockery was fucking as his wife and child were in the other room...
>
>
> > Dumb wine brain.
> Thanks again for reading and commenting, Senetto.
>
> :)

No problem. Just pointing out your flawed life and those you destroy by supporting your fat ass.

The evidence of your fucked up world, is staggering.

Edward Rochester Esq. wrote:

> On Saturday, February 18, 2023 at 5:45:15 PM UTC-5, W-Dockery wrote:
>> Edward Rochester Esq. wrote:
>>
>> > On Saturday, February 18, 2023 at 5:35:14 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
>> >> Will Dockery wrote:
>> >> > On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
>> >> >> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > Gina
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > I thought of you
>> >> >> > about nine years ago
>> >> >> > or more
>> >> >> > for a minute or two.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > Is it because
>> >> >> > after 15 years
>> >> >> > (and now what is it, 19?)
>> >> >> > the ghosts of the past
>> >> >> > still exist.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > When I'm sitting here thinking
>> >> >> > when I'm all alone.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > I was living
>> >> >> > in a speed nightmare
>> >> >> > drinking wine
>> >> >> > so I could go to sleep.
>> >> >> > Walking around
>> >> >> > by the pine trees.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > Looking around
>> >> >> > in God's little world.
>> >> >> > These things
>> >> >> > took some time
>> >> >> > like the erosion of a stone.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > There was the last day
>> >> >> > of German class
>> >> >> > and walking.
>> >> >> > And what you told me
>> >> >> > about your father
>> >> >> > and what he had done in the war.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > You said you would forgive me
>> >> >> > for what I said
>> >> >> > but you never did.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > You rubbed my chest
>> >> >> > with menthol.
>> >> >> > That seemed
>> >> >> > to really help.
>> >> >> > That
>> >> >> > and your tuna fish kiss.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > You wore that
>> >> >> > fundamentalist dress
>> >> >> > it was thick green wool
>> >> >> > and sometimes brown.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > You looked like
>> >> >> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
>> >> >> > wearing your
>> >> >> > little brown fern style belt
>> >> >> > and copper braces.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > I still can remember
>> >> >> > all of your faces.
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > -Will Dockery
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > ----
>> >> >> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>> >> >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
>> >> >> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?
>> >> > One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.
>> >>
>> >> > HTH and HAND.
>> >> Cool... I never did get to meet that one then did I...?
>>
>>
>> > Get your story straight, Sulzbach....Tina was the one Dockery was fucking as his wife and child were in the other room...
>>
>>
>> > Dumb wine brain.
>> Thanks again for reading and commenting, Senetto.
>>
>> :)

> No problem. Just pointing out your flawed life

You do seem a bit obsessed with my life, Senetto

🙂

On Saturday, February 18, 2023 at 5:39:34 PM UTC-5, Edward Rochester Esq. wrote:
> On Saturday, February 18, 2023 at 5:35:14 PM UTC-5, General-Zod wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
> > > On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > >> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> > >> >
> > >> > Gina
> > >> >
> > >> > I thought of you
> > >> > about nine years ago
> > >> > or more
> > >> > for a minute or two.
> > >> >
> > >> > Is it because
> > >> > after 15 years
> > >> > (and now what is it, 19?)
> > >> > the ghosts of the past
> > >> > still exist.
> > >> >
> > >> > When I'm sitting here thinking
> > >> > when I'm all alone.
> > >> >
> > >> > I was living
> > >> > in a speed nightmare
> > >> > drinking wine
> > >> > so I could go to sleep.
> > >> > Walking around
> > >> > by the pine trees.
> > >> >
> > >> > Looking around
> > >> > in God's little world.
> > >> > These things
> > >> > took some time
> > >> > like the erosion of a stone.
> > >> >
> > >> > There was the last day
> > >> > of German class
> > >> > and walking.
> > >> > And what you told me
> > >> > about your father
> > >> > and what he had done in the war.
> > >> >
> > >> > You said you would forgive me
> > >> > for what I said
> > >> > but you never did.
> > >> >
> > >> > You rubbed my chest
> > >> > with menthol.
> > >> > That seemed
> > >> > to really help.
> > >> > That
> > >> > and your tuna fish kiss.
> > >> >
> > >> > You wore that
> > >> > fundamentalist dress
> > >> > it was thick green wool
> > >> > and sometimes brown.
> > >> >
> > >> > You looked like
> > >> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
> > >> > wearing your
> > >> > little brown fern style belt
> > >> > and copper braces.
> > >> >
> > >> > I still can remember
> > >> > all of your faces.
> > >> >
> > >> > -Will Dockery
> > >> >
> > >> > ----
> > >> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
> > >> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
> > >> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?
> > > One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.
> >
> > > HTH and HAND.
> > Cool... I never did get to meet that one then did I...?
> Get your story straight

That would be something you could work on yourself, Senetto.

HTH and HAND.

Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> Gina
>>
>> I thought of you
>> about nine years ago
>> or more
>> for a minute or two.
>>
>> Is it because
>> after 15 years
>> (and now what is it, 19?)
>> the ghosts of the past
>> still exist.
>>
>> When I'm sitting here thinking
>> when I'm all alone.
>>
>> I was living
>> in a speed nightmare
>> drinking wine
>> so I could go to sleep.
>> Walking around
>> by the pine trees.
>>
>> Looking around
>> in God's little world.
>> These things
>> took some time
>> like the erosion of a stone.
>>
>> There was the last day
>> of German class
>> and walking.
>> And what you told me
>> about your father
>> and what he had done in the war.
>>
>> You said you would forgive me
>> for what I said
>> but you never did.
>>
>> You rubbed my chest
>> with menthol.
>> That seemed
>> to really help.
>> That
>> and your tuna fish kiss.
>>
>> You wore that
>> fundamentalist dress
>> it was thick green wool
>> and sometimes brown.
>>
>> You looked like
>> an imitation Aryan gypsy
>> wearing your
>> little brown fern style belt
>> and copper braces.
>>
>> I still can remember
>> all of your faces.
>>
>> -Will Dockery
>>
>> ----
>> From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html

> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?

Thanks again, but no, very different girl.

:)

Will Dockery wrote:

> On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
>> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> > Gina
>> >
>> > I thought of you
>> > about nine years ago
>> > or more
>> > for a minute or two.
>> >
>> > Is it because
>> > after 15 years
>> > (and now what is it, 19?)
>> > the ghosts of the past
>> > still exist.
>> >
>> > When I'm sitting here thinking
>> > when I'm all alone.
>> >
>> > I was living
>> > in a speed nightmare
>> > drinking wine
>> > so I could go to sleep.
>> > Walking around
>> > by the pine trees.
>> >
>> > Looking around
>> > in God's little world.
>> > These things
>> > took some time
>> > like the erosion of a stone.
>> >
>> > There was the last day
>> > of German class
>> > and walking.
>> > And what you told me
>> > about your father
>> > and what he had done in the war.
>> >
>> > You said you would forgive me
>> > for what I said
>> > but you never did.
>> >
>> > You rubbed my chest
>> > with menthol.
>> > That seemed
>> > to really help.
>> > That
>> > and your tuna fish kiss.
>> >
>> > You wore that
>> > fundamentalist dress
>> > it was thick green wool
>> > and sometimes brown.
>> >
>> > You looked like
>> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
>> > wearing your
>> > little brown fern style belt
>> > and copper braces.
>> >
>> > I still can remember
>> > all of your faces.
>> >
>> > -Will Dockery
>> >
>> > ----
>> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
>> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?

> One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.

> HTH and HAND.

What became of Gina in later years...?

Any word...?

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> On Thursday, December 22, 2022 at 5:44:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
>>> On Wednesday, December 21, 2022 at 4:00:16 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>>> > Gina
>>> >
>>> > I thought of you
>>> > about nine years ago
>>> > or more
>>> > for a minute or two.
>>> >
>>> > Is it because
>>> > after 15 years
>>> > (and now what is it, 19?)
>>> > the ghosts of the past
>>> > still exist.
>>> >
>>> > When I'm sitting here thinking
>>> > when I'm all alone.
>>> >
>>> > I was living
>>> > in a speed nightmare
>>> > drinking wine
>>> > so I could go to sleep.
>>> > Walking around
>>> > by the pine trees.
>>> >
>>> > Looking around
>>> > in God's little world.
>>> > These things
>>> > took some time
>>> > like the erosion of a stone.
>>> >
>>> > There was the last day
>>> > of German class
>>> > and walking.
>>> > And what you told me
>>> > about your father
>>> > and what he had done in the war.
>>> >
>>> > You said you would forgive me
>>> > for what I said
>>> > but you never did.
>>> >
>>> > You rubbed my chest
>>> > with menthol.
>>> > That seemed
>>> > to really help.
>>> > That
>>> > and your tuna fish kiss.
>>> >
>>> > You wore that
>>> > fundamentalist dress
>>> > it was thick green wool
>>> > and sometimes brown.
>>> >
>>> > You looked like
>>> > an imitation Aryan gypsy
>>> > wearing your
>>> > little brown fern style belt
>>> > and copper braces.
>>> >
>>> > I still can remember
>>> > all of your faces.
>>> >
>>> > -Will Dockery
>>> >
>>> > ----
>>> > From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
>>> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html
>>> Excellent poem, this is the red tressed beauty known otherwise by a slightly different name, she of the varsity and the Sweet Gum Head...?

>> One way to remember, Gina was a blonde who sang folk songs and played guitar in the smoking area of Carver High School, while Tina is a redhead I shared an apartment with in Atlanta several years after high school.

>> HTH and HAND.

> What became of Gina in later years...?

> Any word...?

I'll write the poem about that, soon.

Will Dockery wrote:
>
> Gina

> I thought of you
> about nine years ago
> or more
> for a minute or two.

> Is it because
> after 15 years
> (and now what is it, 19?)
> the ghosts of the past
> still exist.

> When I'm sitting here thinking
> when I'm all alone.

> I was living
> in a speed nightmare
> drinking wine
> so I could go to sleep.
> Walking around
> by the pine trees.

> Looking around
> in God's little world.
> These things
> took some time
> like the erosion of a stone.

> There was the last day
> of German class
> and walking.
> And what you told me
> about your father
> and what he had done in the war.

> You said you would forgive me
> for what I said
> but you never did.

> You rubbed my chest
> with menthol.
> That seemed
> to really help.
> That
> and your tuna fish kiss.

> You wore that
> fundamentalist dress
> it was thick green wool
> and sometimes brown.

> You looked like
> an imitation Aryan gypsy
> wearing your
> little brown fern style belt
> and copper braces.

> I still can remember
> all of your faces.

> -Will Dockery

> ----
> From the Shadowville mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2022/09/gina.html

Another read of a good fave