I'm popping open a couple of guiness for this one. Makin' me a big ol' sandwich. Afterwords, I'm taking a nap. Then later, I can do it all over again 'cause it will still be here. Yeeha!
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Hoodoo
The low, hoarse purr of the whirling stonethe light-pressd blade,
Diffusing, dropping, sideways-darting, in tiny showers of gold,
Sparkles from the wheel.
Walt Whitman
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Hoodoo
The low, hoarse purr of the whirling stonethe light-pressd blade,
Diffusing, dropping, sideways-darting, in tiny showers of gold,
Sparkles from the wheel.
Walt Whitman