“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
I wish that I had had a clone, So he could have gone to school Gotten the degrees; done all the work Striven for perfection. Suffered from rejection And I could have just stayed home all alone!
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I wish that I had had a clone,
So he could have gone to school
Gotten the degrees; done all the work
Striven for perfection. Suffered from rejection
And I could have just stayed home all alone!
:)
I wish I had been the Sisyphian butter bot. All I'd do is pass the butter for all Eternity.
:P
I wish I were a little rock
____ a sittin' on a hill
A doin' nothing' all day long
___ but just a sottin' still.
I wouldn't eat. I wouldn't sleep
___ I wouldn't even wash!
I sit and sit a thlusand years
___ and rest myself, by Gosh!
~ from Rhymes My Mother Read to Me
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