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1 " Now, really, how archCan you be when you marchWith a sword, With a spear? You belongTo a curious team,You're in the extreme,Maybe left, Maybe right,Maybe wrong. "
― Walt Kelly , The Pogo Poop Book
2 " She touched me onceAnd life then stopped.She held my hand,My frog heart hopped.She left my mouthAnd formed a smileWith lips that promised:“In a while.”I look, I hope, I stand, a dunce—Where is the one who touched me once? "