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QUOTE (SergoD @ Feb 7 2010, 09:07 AM)  Yesterday I saw a bud on a stem. Today I admire at a fresh flower. Tomorrow I'll throw it out. Why? For no particular reason. Yeah. It's true. They come, they go. But who thinks about it? A poet. Not any poet. You. -------------------- Some things to think about my son before you go to bed;
Always pray to Goombah-Ya, Never fall for a Catholic nun, Don't vacation in Golgotha and never eat anything bigger than your head. |
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Thank you, Robert!
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