I put this in:I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
It told me I write like James Joyce.
:D
(That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
It told me I write like James Joyce.
:D
Fresh Water Mole loves his baby boy more and more every day,
Mon 2 Aug 2010, 16:12,
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