Now is the winter of our malcontent
His frostbitten words ring blue
A glass half frozen
Never boils.
Now is the midnight of our summer's dream
Sheets of ice are cold comfort
Like a blanket of snow
We're all suffering here, buddy.
Now is the basement of our restraint
You can put a sock in it
And a reading lamp
What would Eeyore do?
BLUE COHOSH’LL GIT YOU EF YOU DON’T WATCH OUT.
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These strange and beautifully horrible plants (Caulophyllum thalictroides)
pop out of the ground in early spring and begin blooming right away, well
before...
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