Saturnine on Saturday
Morning next, a sunny day
In six days
Saturday
So it goes. Again, no gain.
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"I do the very best I know how - the very best I can; and I mean to keep doing so until the end. If the end brings me out all right, what's said against me won't amount to anything. If the end brings me out wrong, ten angels swearing I was right would make no difference." Abraham Lincoln
3 comments:
beautiful poem, daniel. did you know i watch your blog like some wierd voyeur?
-blair
wait... did i mean weird? wired?
Thanks Blair. The poem was a product of great labour. I mean, I spent over 3 minutes working on it. 3 minutes!
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