There was an Old Person of Dover,
Who rushed through a field of blue Clover;
But some very large bees,
Stung his nose and his knees,
So he very soon went back to Dover.
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All action is of the mind and the mirror of the mind is the face, its index the eyes.
by Michael SchmidtI had a dream on good authority
That fastened on me like a stitch in skin:
Construct a boat, God said, along these lines
And spread the plan out on his cloudy knee.
So many cubits wide, and here the ...