as when you are a young lad reading poe
the world is full of all its magic still
there seem to be so many things to know
no place there is you'd be ashamed to go
for there is nothing that can bar your will
as when you are a young lad reading poe
the clock will tell you time just moves too slow
the water rises but it will not spill
there seem to be so many things to know
you are the master of this puppet show
but have to spend each day learning a skill
as when you are a young lad reading poe
your father wants you out there with the hoe
the yams must come out each from their own hill
there seem to be so many things to know
this is a world into which you much grow
there is a learning that may one day kill
as when you are a young lad reading poe
there seem to be so many things to know
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
01 June 2008
a truer sort of learning
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