“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To forget many things:
Like tattoos, and trips, and misleading facts,
Of Cabbages, wedding rings.
And why these things you never thought,
May clip a bluebird’s wings.”
“But wait a bit,” the unsure cried,
“Before we let go of those;
For some of us hold on too long,
To things we should dispose!”
“Yet, you have nothing,” said the Walrus.
And to that, they can’t oppose.
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This painful churning
(You know of course more than well)
– Unavoidable!
So it seems. 🙂
The pick of Ben Naga’s Newly Discovered Beauties for May 2012.
http://bennaga.wordpress.com/the-pick-of-this-months-newly-discovered-poems/#comment-3834
😀 Why, thank you!
The time had come. 😛
😉