And though I had slain a thousand foes less one,
The thousandth knife found my liver;
The thousandth enemy said to me,
'Now you shall die,
Now none shall know.'
And the fool, looking down, believed this,
Not seeing, above his shoulders, the naked stars,
Each one remembering.
--John M. Ford, The Final Reflection
Something To Make You Think
As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
And every wife had seven sacks,
And every sack had seven cats,
And every cat had seven kits,
Kits, cats, sacks, wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
Just a little something I picked up.
3 comments:
Only 1. You. Correct?
nice one! one--your main subject.
Yup. Just one. But some variant answers can be used, depending on further interpretation of the words.
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