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Marking time...
Where am I going, and why am I in this handbasket?
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The EndEntry #638444
It is audience participation day here in Kay's blog to commemorate Dr. Seuss's birthday and to celebrate the final entry of my first blog. I'm giving out GPs to anyone who links to a Seuss inspired item or blog entry. It doesn't have to rhyme. It can be about the man, his work, or the dread you felt when your son or daughter asked you to read The Cat in the Hat for the 738th time in a month.

Really, it can be almost anything!


I'll wrap up this blog with one more silly rhyme
And then I'll be through with just Marking time
What happens next will be anyone's guess
perhaps I'll move forward, perhaps I'll regress.

But . . .

Today we'll have fun.
                   Yes, today is my day!
                                       I have nonsense to spout!
                                                           I have bongos to play!

(Perhaps I'll be like that McConaughey dude
And practice my bongos outside in the nude.)

Well maybe not yet. The ground's white with snow
And they're calling for wind chills of seven below!
March came in like a lion and will leave like a lamb
but this hardly compares with Green Eggs and Ham.

With a spring in my step and a beer in my hand
I realize this rhyme isn't going as planned
It's sad that I can't seem to end as I should
but I'm hoping the comments, at least, will be good. *Laugh*

Now, there are things I must do
and it's time to begin
because . . .
if not me, then who,
and if not now, then when?





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