not many things are done to meet the grade
whose expectations fly may make the shore
there's always something changing or far more
enticing something you hope won't ever fade
but that will still be left back in the shade
you'll feel yourself deprived or even poor
compared to the most noble elite corps
when all you've got is the plain hoe and spade
not for all this would we be freed from pain
beyond the moment and beyond the day
to see the time come when the law is clear
that sets a certain limit to the ass's reign
permits the weariest a truly even way
and leads us all at last to the brightest air
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
28 February 2007
constant springs hope
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