Post by: RHPConsult on December 27, 2003, 07:23:19 AM
To trash one’s own mistake.
To take the time, to heap abuse
Where no one cares for your excuse.
Our “village” here is free to all,
‘Cept maybe some poor souls,
Who somehow weren’t fetched up quite right,
With hearts now filled with anthricite.
We do enjoy the company here, of all who join right in,
With humor, skills, and a wish to help
All comers - - welcome - - as we seek to learn . . . with fun,
But (kuppelin) - - whomever - - please check our exit . . and run!
Post by: kelly on December 27, 2003, 07:38:40 AM
You're in fine form RHP.
Post by: RHPConsult on December 27, 2003, 07:48:02 AM
I hope there's a logarithmic correlation between orthopaedic recovery and rhyming!
