Did you hear about the midget fortuneteller that escaped from prison? The newspaper headline read: "Small Medium at Large!"
Two silk worms had a race. They ended up in a tie.
What do you call a fish with no eyes? A fsh.
Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married. The ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was excellent.
A jumper cable walks into a bar. The bartender says, "I'll serve you, but don't start anything."
A dyslexic man walks into a bra.
-Courtesy of Jonah Goldberg posting at The Corner
Commonplace-book. Formerly Book of common places. orig. A book in which ‘commonplaces’ or passages important for reference were collected, usually under general heads; hence, a book in which one records passages or matters to be especially remembered or referred to, with or without arrangement. First usage recorded: 1578. - OED
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Thursday, August 14, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
A Hymn to God the Father
Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun,
Which is my sin, though it were done before?
Wilt thou forgive those sins through which I run
And do run still, though still I do deplore?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
For I have more.
Wilt thou forgive that sin by which I've won
Others to sin, and made my sin their door?
Wilt thou forgive that sin which I did shun
A year or two, but wallowed in a score?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
For I have more.
I have a sin of fear, that when I have spun
My last thread I shall perish on the shore;
Swear by thy self, that at my death thy Son
Shall shine as he shines now, and heretofore!
And, having done that, thou hast done,
I fear no more.
-John Donne
Which is my sin, though it were done before?
Wilt thou forgive those sins through which I run
And do run still, though still I do deplore?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
For I have more.
Wilt thou forgive that sin by which I've won
Others to sin, and made my sin their door?
Wilt thou forgive that sin which I did shun
A year or two, but wallowed in a score?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
For I have more.
I have a sin of fear, that when I have spun
My last thread I shall perish on the shore;
Swear by thy self, that at my death thy Son
Shall shine as he shines now, and heretofore!
And, having done that, thou hast done,
I fear no more.
-John Donne
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