I said jillt litit iltlililitit liltit jillitil fillit jililit tillit fill’ jillt! liftit iilt jilt till’ lillt jillt fillit really. No get me some jillt litit iltlililitit liltit jillitil fillit jililit tillit fill’ jillt! liftit iilt jilt till’ lillt jillt fillit!
You know i’m on it and determined to beat the record. Let me get this post indexed right. All of it!
The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Excellent poem to express the cause.