Sorry about all the neglect round here. I've been busy looking for the Meaning of Life which I had hoped might be revealed through the medium of a new job. The grave-digging thing didn't work out, mainly because I had to wear a frightful yellow helmet while operating the digger. I am now hoping to find a more stylish sort of Meaning.
I'm quite keen on getting a pirate-ey lifestyle, I like the swag and the swaggering, very fond of the rum and above all I love the hats. I've been doing a bit of research into the subject, here is one of my interviews.
Tuesday Poem
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Portrait of a Romantic He is in love with the land that is always over The
next hill and the next, with the bird that is never Caught, with the room
beyond...
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