When you see this, post your favorite poem in your journal
Meme stolen from rosehiptea .
Whenever Richard Cory went downtown,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said
"Good morning", and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich-- yes, richer than a king--
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
Ugh... I feel like I'm coming down with something. Which is weird, because I spent most of the day at the gym. I thought working out was supposed to boost your immune system, not lower it! *sniffle*
Whenever Richard Cory went downtown,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said
"Good morning", and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich-- yes, richer than a king--
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
Ugh... I feel like I'm coming down with something. Which is weird, because I spent most of the day at the gym. I thought working out was supposed to boost your immune system, not lower it! *sniffle*