…And not just my favorite poem, but the best poem ever written.
…And there’s nothing new under the sun. …Or is there?
War, Death, Famine, and Plague — versus Florida, Wisconsin, Connecticut, and Kentucky.
…And so the good boy and the bad boy went into the forest…
…Kingdoms have fallen, men have died, knights met their doom, for nothing more than the sight of a pretty girl in a short T-shirt.
“May the days be aimless. Let the seasons drift.”
“Go too far in every direction.”
I really did.
He kissed her. She kissed him.
This is a story that I can tell, if I will, for I was there the entire time.