Board Thread:Fun and games/@comment-26239911-20181130160131/@comment-36768512-20181207164606

Turns out it was a dream

The room is to guess who mase this

Lake Blue Coders Yellow lilies charge him; Shaking in white circles He shook a boat. And I pass along the banks, Park-listening and park-waiting It's from the reeds to spring up And let me fall smoothly on my chest; Let's jump in the small boat, Hungry by the voice of the water, And let's get rid of the helm, And the shovels to save me; Let's float enchanted Under the light of mild moons - I'm blowing in the furrowing reeds, Undoubted water sounds! But he does not ... Lonely In vain sigh and I suffer Near the blue lake Loaded with lily flowers.