Tuesday, February 27, 2007

For no apparent reason, my brain just wrote itself a limerick

There once, long ago, lived a queen
Whose desire to live was quite keen.
Said her heiress, "How nice!
We'll put you on ice,
And thaw you in twenty thirteen!"

twenty thirteen = 2013, as in the year 2013.
Sometimes my brain does these things without first consulting me. And sometimes it does these things while I'm trying to read a serious book before Thursday evening's book group, and I'm not even a third of the way through. It can only concentrate for so long.

I'm reading:
The Denial of Death
by Ernest Becker

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