Binding the tortoise with the smoothest lip,
Fate's all bound up with what we find in it.
Grotesque the thought, but freeing, too.
Who is valid? Who can chew?
Besting crumpets is the norm...
(Golders Ben Falker 1891-1906)
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@ 2008-06-25 – 09:35:56
Binding the tortoise with the smoothest lip,
Fate's all bound up with what we find in it.
Grotesque the thought, but freeing, too.
Who is valid? Who can chew?
Besting crumpets is the norm...
(Golders Ben Falker 1891-1906)
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