A poetical comment on the weather.
O, somewhere in this favored land, the sun is coming out.
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
The snow is melting somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light.
But there is no joy in Ypsi -- more snow fell last night.
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Trebor @ 9:29PM | 2004-02-24| permalink
Even in verse, whining is still whining. ~ Trebor
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Felix @ 11:07AM | 2004-02-25| permalink
It's my blog and I'll whine if I want to.
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Trebor @ 1:11AM | 2004-03-06| permalink
Can you put that to music?
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Felix @ 4:51PM | 2004-03-14| permalink
Not without getting sued.
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