material girl wrote:Everybody?-Do you think your name reflects the real you?
The grand old duke of York,
He had ten thousand men,
He marched them up to the top of the hill,
Then he marched them down again.
And when they were up, they were up,
And when they were down, they were down,
And when they were only halfway up,
They were neither up nor down...
I live in York. I'm neither grand nor a duke, nor have an personal army, but much of the time, I don't know whether I'm coming or going, whether I'm up or down... It just seemed apt at the time. :wink:
