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May 2012
There are those who laugh because they have not yet heard the terrible news, and,
There are those who laugh because they have.
All of us who enter the world, whether between our mothers' legs, or,
in an obstetrician's hands, after being Macduffed,
are fated to leave it in a box, or, perhaps, in a puff of smoke.
We hold these truths to be self-evident,so,
off to work, or, off to party, makes no great difference.
So, you go to work, I'm headed for the bar.
Written by
Kwame K Kumquat
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