Alas the spheres
Of May doth fail
To spring forth abundant
For lo! The rain
Doth fall

Alas those mounds
Of June begotten
A memory now
Forgotten
Weather is rotten

But yea, foretold
In times of old
Orbs of July
To fulfil the eye's longing

Bras eh? Mrs Gnomepants tells me she has her eyes on a sports bra to assist in her current "keep fit by doing Billy Blanks Tai Bo DVD's" regime. Indeed, not being a completely ignorant male, I am aware that these garments cost a fair whack. What I don't understand is why ( Read more... )