Why toll the bell today —
Its knell has died away —
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I have six locks on my door all in a row. When I go out, I lock every other one. I figure no matter how long somebody stands there picking the locks, they are always locking three.
by John Vance Cheney
I trust in what the love-mad mavis sings,
In what the whiteweed says whereso it blows,
And the red sorrel and the redder rose;
I trust the power that puts the bee on wings,
