va.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
VA.
EVA! fresh from pulling a Rasputin on ice, US skip debbie mccormack sent us here at girthy a celebratory screed... and wethinks it's for you, darlin':
no wo-man, EVA, is an Iland, intire of herselfe; every wo-man
is a peece of the North American Continent, Remember the Maine!;
if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe (this is you)
is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as
well as if a Manor of thy friends or of thine
owne were; any wo-mans death diminishes me,
because I am involved in Mankinde;
And therefore never send to know for whom
the hammer tolls; It tolls for thee.
MEDITATION XVII
Devotions upon Emergent Curling Occasions
Debbie McCormick
if you read it really, really (hard) fast, it sounds just like this.
which means, despite your precocious skills with the big hammer, your 19 years of scottish class and humor, and your cute little nose--you are about to be mccormack-ed. rhymes, with...
