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SUNDAY SCHOOL, CIRCA 1950 "Who made you?" was always The question The answer was always "God." Well, there we stood Three feet high Heads bowed Leaning into Bosoms. Now I no longer recall The Catechism Or brood on the Genesis Of life No. I ponder the exchange Itself And salvage mostly The leaning. [by Alice Walker, more to come ...] -- ╭─╮╭╮ ╭╮╮ ╭╮ │╰╯│╰╮╭╭╮│ │╭─╮╭ ╮│╰╮"At the touch of love everyone ╭╮││ ╯││││ │╭ │││││ ╯ becomes a poet." ╰─╯╰╰╯╰─│╰╯╯╰╰╯╰╰╯╰╰╯ -- Plato ───── ╰─╯ ─────────── http://darkshadows.org/~skyhawk -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.csie.ntu.edu.tw) ◆ From: 61.216.23.215