Thursday, April 01, 2004

This beats the crap out of spam poetry. 

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.

is it time for a nap yet? i think so

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