My Small Boat
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
Man weeps to think that he will die so soon; woman, that she was born so long ago.
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The more I examine the universe and the details of its architecture, the more evidence I find that the universe…
Clopton's Law: For every credibility gab, there is a gullibility fill.
When I walk with you I feel as if I had a flower in my buttonhole.