Thursday, August 4, 2011

I remember AND forget

I just love when reality gets poetic.
When the phone rang I was thinking of a famous quote
that someone made, but I forget who it was.
It was something about thought.
About that most people don't think much new thought much.
He was famous and I can see him in my head, but don't know his name.
Anyway, I think way more than that.  I'm also good, is it good to think alot?
I'm also good at Free Cell,   Hearts too.  And I use left overs well.
My daughter wants me to live a long, long time, that I should walk 10 miles.
I should be dead.  I'm way, way, way, (Now your getting rude) ahead of
MAJORITY (is that one of the WORDS of interest?) I'm NOT suppose to drink AND post.
I forget where I was.

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