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Coffee Is Not A Drink For Pussies, by Rick Lupert[img[/img] Last edited by feldmarschal 03-02-2011 at 04:58:56 PM |
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.