Saturday, January 24, 2004
In a drunken punchup on your wedding day --
Strong like bull,
I walked through the desert on a horse with no name,
Twelve sided die,
Like my thoughts are misguided and a little naive,
Fred Bird,
The smell of nickels,
Leibniz was the last of the polymaths,
In the desert a man can't remember his name.
by Cornelius Drummond
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Strong like bull,
I walked through the desert on a horse with no name,
Twelve sided die,
Like my thoughts are misguided and a little naive,
Fred Bird,
The smell of nickels,
Leibniz was the last of the polymaths,
In the desert a man can't remember his name.
by Cornelius Drummond
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