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Occasional Reader
4/29/2023 2:45:19 PM
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The function, as it seems to me,
O’ Poetry is to bring to be
At lang, lang last that unity ...
But wae’s me on the weary wheel!
Higgledy-piggledy in’t we reel,
And little it cares hoo we may feel.
Twenty-six thoosand years ’t’ll tak’
For it to threid the Zodiac
—A single roond o’ the wheel to mak’
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Kosh's Shadow
4/29/2023 4:43:35 PM
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Gene, thou hast made this world below the shadow of a dream An', taught by time, I tak' it so - exceptin' always Dilithium From warp drive to impuse power I see thy hand, o Gene Predestination in ths stride of the plot complication --From Scotty's Hymn Link to the original
Lord, Thou hast made this world below the shadow of a dream, An’, taught by time, I tak’ it so – exceptin’ always Steam. From coupler-flange to spindle-guide I see Thy Hand, O God – Predestination in the stride o’ yon connectin’-rod.
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Kosh's Shadow
4/29/2023 5:40:12 PM
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DEI-O, DEI-O Sanity comes and you gonna go home
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