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Someone left a comment on an old post of ours, and it made me smile. Thank you, whoever you are, and I hope you find your friend. (Click Roach Wars and scroll to last comment.)
Santa Claus, Indians, and number lines
7 years ago
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Speaking of cockroaches...
I don't know if you saw Dave's blogpost of a poem that his brother had found in their father's old writings:
To a Cockroach
(Or, Bug Me to Live)
Ah, thou cockroach, you endure
Far beyond my overtures
For you to be exterminated,
And myself emancipated
From the gran ubiquity
Of your creep-and-crawlity.
You resist all tech-damnation
You’d survive e’en radiation
From wars that do mere mortals in.
So tempted, I, to hate like sin
Your shuddery longevity
That points to some eternity –
Until I realize your drive,
Against all odds, to stay alive
Is like the very verve I need
To stand against the word and deed
That tempts me to despair of heart.
Live on, thou bug, and life impart!
– Ron Durham, date unknown
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