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On the side of a hill in the deep forest green, tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground,
blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves washes the grave with silvery tears,
a soldier cleans and polishes a gun.
War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions, generals order their soldiers to kill
and to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten

Thursday, June 17, 2010

One of Us

Got my crackberry today. I feel so 2003.

3 comments:

Eric said...

Mwah ha ha!

WendyB_09 said...

My boss informed me yesterday that I will be getting a cell phone next week...on the company's nickel. We're picking it up after a meeting with co-counsel on Tuesday.

Should be interesting, I've never had one.

Steve Buchheit said...

Eric. hush now. (also, need to add your number to it, bwahahaha!)

Wendy, hope you enjoy yours. I'm not really sure why I have mine, but there it is.