Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain . . .
~ John Keats ~
I just ate this really old piece of chocolate and it tasted like cow. Not cow-beef, but cow-still-alive-walking-around-and-mooing cow. Not that I really know what that type of cow tastes like. I'm not in the habit of going around licking cows. That would be strange.
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain . . .
~ John Keats ~
I just ate this really old piece of chocolate and it tasted like cow. Not cow-beef, but cow-still-alive-walking-around-and-mooing cow. Not that I really know what that type of cow tastes like. I'm not in the habit of going around licking cows. That would be strange.
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latchbeam:
"Its a moo point... you know like a cow's opinion?"
cypris:
they're both kinda the same depending on where you take them in the buisness world. i'm just so confused on what i want to do~ 