Good morning WA2K folks.
Ate a bit too much of the wrong stuff last evening, so I'll just let ABBA say it for me to all of you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4069PUk3aM0&feature=related
And, because I met a snow bird Canadian last evening, one from Oscar.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipXlVNQ-n5w&feature=related
The lyrics to the A train, and our poem form today, y'all.
You must take the A train
To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem
If you miss the A train
You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem
Hurry, get on, now it's coming
Listen to those rails a-humming
All aboard, get on the A train
Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem
A Noiseless Patient Spider
By Walt Whitman
1819-1892
A noiseless patient spider,
I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,
It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament out of itself,
Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.
And you O my soul where you stand,
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to
connect them,
Till the bridge you will need be form'd, till the ductile anchor hold,
Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul