Shel Silverstein

April 16, 2008 Crispin No Comments

I know you little, I love you lots,
my love for you could fill ten pots,
fifteen buckets, sixteen cans,
three teacups, and four dishpans.

Uncategorized doggerel, poem

I blame the scapegoats.

At 32 Thomas Jefferson could calculate an eclipse, survey an estate, tie an artery, plan an edifice, try a cause,…

The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.

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