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Man is certainly stark mad He cannot make a flea Yet he can make Gods by the dozen Wrote Montaigne. But surely man can not be wholly bad If he can make a cup of tea With which to slake A heav’nly cousin’s Throat-dry pain?
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 1:40 PM UTC
THE CUP THAT CHEERS
Man is certainly stark mad He cannot make a flea Yet he can make Gods by the dozen Wrote Montaigne. But surely man can not be wholly bad If he can make a cup of tea With which to slake A heav’nly cousin’s Throat-dry pain?
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 1:40 PM UTC
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