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Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Welcome Rockync
Give me your tired, your poor restless insomniacs,
Yourhuddled masses cunning pundits yearning to breathe free scorn
Thewretched refuse crooks and liars of y our teeming shore[s].
Send these, thehomeless, tempest-tossed hysterically livid to me
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.
And throw your table lamp at the dim-witted boors.
Emma Lazarus (O)CT(O)PUS
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The
Send these, the
And throw your table lamp at the dim-witted boors.
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Only you, 8pus could pen such a welcome and make hysterically livid sound like a good thing! Restless insomniac, definitely me!
ReplyDeleteCunning pundit? Not so sure about that one, but I am honored to join such an august group of contributors and commenters. Thank you for having me and I'll try to keep up!