The Blog of DonkeyOkie
Allusions, Illusions, Poverty, Oklahoma, and Other States of Mind
Sunday, June 5, 2016
There is a rock,
On it I sit,
Because of its comfortably contoured unhewn fit.
It takes the weight from off my feet,
And directs my thoughts to philosophy's seat.
How it does this I do not know,
And from it I am loath to go.
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