
There she goes.. climbing the steps to higher education. Her very first day of school.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, \ Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit \ Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, \ Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. ~~71, Rubainat of Omar Khannam
AGAIN a number of years have flown by, slick as a whistle. But it's Con time again, and that made me think of this. Here. Words here tha...
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