Jun 2014
The Lunatic the Poet and the Lover are of imagination all compact.
So saith the bard. (midsummer night's dream) act 1V Sc 1. by William Waggledagger. Apologies are due to those kind souls who read my puny efforts at poetry and respond with kind comments.
My response is--- (wait for it) your kindness is amazing, however, my laptop is no more amazing than I am and has had a panic attack-as I have, when confronted with all of the replies and comments , I may never catch up, even when I sit at my musing at 3-20 am., with cramped legs and aching back. So there it is folks, I am getting older. (I am already old), and I am not computer literate- someone near and dear to me has just commented that I am not the least bit literate, never the less, I will continue in my own muddled way and try to shake off the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, and persevere, thank you and goodnight (bows to audience) and waves to shouts of geroff ya fool while avoiding missiles.
So saith the bard. (midsummer night's dream) act 1V Sc 1. by William Waggledagger. Apologies are due to those kind souls who read my puny efforts at poetry and respond with kind comments.
My response is--- (wait for it) your kindness is amazing, however, my laptop is no more amazing than I am and has had a panic attack-as I have, when confronted with all of the replies and comments , I may never catch up, even when I sit at my musing at 3-20 am., with cramped legs and aching back. So there it is folks, I am getting older. (I am already old), and I am not computer literate- someone near and dear to me has just commented that I am not the least bit literate, never the less, I will continue in my own muddled way and try to shake off the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, and persevere, thank you and goodnight (bows to audience) and waves to shouts of geroff ya fool while avoiding missiles.
