Monday, March 16, 2009
Another Ode to CancerGramps, I miss him. I read this to him when he was still fairly well. He howled with laughter.


May those who love us, love us;
and those who don't love us,
may God turn their hearts;
and if He doesn't turn their hearts,
may he turn their ankles
so we'll know them by their limping.

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