Friday, October 16, 2015

Who Can Tell?



I ponder day and night upon
     A subject high and mighty;
My thoughts ere since I saw the light
     Have been both deep and flighty.
Decide I cannot, so I send
     My problems out promiscuous!
Would Santa Claus be Santa Claus
     Without his yard of whiskers?



Oct. 16, ‘08



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