I am involved in this life-long struggle
with Mr. Period:
he seeks always to have the last word
And more, he always, as well,
wants to be in on every ending
and every sentences'
beginning:
I invented the Colon
to thwart his intrusions
and took up the hyphen
as my sword;
He retaliated by refusing
to end any of my sentences
and I was accused of being a Run-On...
and Un Grammarian;
The Capitals became very upset
because they then never had a chance
to Capitalize;
poets and writers
complained
that their writings no longer
made
sense:
Even dead poets started to haunt my dreams
wielding giant periods
to me
an obvious hint;
"Compromise" they all said
we all cannot do without Mr. Period
he reigns supreme
give him, for our sake
his just due.
"But," I said, Mr. Period has abused his powers
and I suggested that we replace him
in the spirit of compromise with the Semi-Colon;
But Mr. P did not relent
refused to be denied his "right"
to begin and end all things
sentence
and I
desperate
to the charge
pretended to agree
and now l use Mr. Period
but have added two
and now all my sentences end with Mr. Period by three...
The moral here:
sometimes its best
in disagreements
to give the other
too much
of what
he/she
asks
for...
“We’re going to use nine megaton warheads in space and we’re not sure they’re large enough to be effective. Why would you even consider using kiloton-range surface-to-air warheads as back-up?” The answer was succinct. “Because they’re all we have.”
Her grandma always said she had “the blessing”, and to always use it for good, but sometimes there is shame in fame if a person can’t handle it. Don’t let the Boo Hag ride ya
Book 5, the final story in the Wilderness Series--A marvelous and fantastic journey, enjoy little known history crafted with original, brilliant unforgettable moments, unforgettable characters, and an unforgettable adventure that will keep you shakin