Don’t cry over spilled cliffs-
she who lives on a cliff shouldn’t throw lovers.
Don't cry over spilled clouds,
Dry clouds gather no blackberries
Don't cry over spilled blackberries,
A blackberry found is a blackberry saved
A mind found is a mind saved,
A rolling mother gathers no children,
A rolling needle gathers no fabric and
A needling voice gathers no blessings.
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Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)
Reviewed on July 31, 2002
Thanks for the laugh......Next week on Jerry Springer...."Rolling Mothers"
I agree about the blackberries. Never can have too many of those. But you forgot to mention what is gathered by rolling fathers. Mine gathers dirty socks.
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