There once was a poet from Kent
Who gave up birding for Lent.
Upon a dewfall-hawk he stumbled;
Into Purgatory he tumbled.
Too bad for this hardy old gent.


Phil

... remember ... No man is an island; but, Eugene is a city in Oregon.



At 18:17 04/28/2008, Janet Millenson wrote:
>A hiker approached the bent thorn;
>The poet awaited, forlorn.
>"The dewfall-hawk's tardy,"
>Apologized Hardy.
>"Sometimes he's delayed until morn."

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