Nothing's worth the worriment

Thursday, August 05, 2004

There was once a little tussle,
between a pair of cousins.
The words that they did trade,
travelled many a mile and glade.
And the nought but little matter,
grew fatter and fatter and fatter.
"x", said one , was what occured,
"y", said the other, who begged to differ.
Conjecture gathered and grew thicker,
and the defence of each grew slicker and slicker.
Till all, that the scene beheld,
were caught up in it's foamy swell.
Unless this trifle is settled and scored,
no fruitfulness shall hence come forth.
Thus the law of the blog shall intervene,
"Thou shalt not use this space to vent thy spleen"

peace lil brother.

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