Revision of a Short Poem on a Daily Introspective Excursion While Getting Caught in a Rainstorm on the Way Home
I walked I groked I got socked
It kind of rocked
-k.s.[/center]
"Any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the Galaxy, rough it … win through, and still know where his towel is, is clearly a man to be reckoned with."