Projects go ever on:
Building rock and building tree,
Hills and woods where no sun has shone,
And streams that reach the edge - no sea;
Over snow by flour strewn,
Or grass-mat cornfield in steamy June;
From deepest night to highest noon,
From brightest day to darkest moon -
Projects go ever on.
The plastic and metal soldiers tread,
Uniforms to be painted on,
Blue and green and white and red...
Rather good that rhyme !, Tony
ReplyDeleteThank's Tony. It's a parody of course, but sometimes the Muse - I forget her name - descends...
DeleteYou posted this on my blog. I was awed by your poetic prowess!
ReplyDeleteI searched back and couldn't find it! Thanks. I discovered later that I had written it down. Lucky that, because, like the legendary but unlucky Starkadh, I had completely forgotten my staves. So I posted it here.
DeleteOr as Bilbo might have said "You have to be careful, once you begin a wargame project, there's no telling where you will end up".
ReplyDeleteQuite right, and all! They have taken me to unexpected places!
DeleteStaying focused on a project is a major challenge for me as well. I'm trying really hard with getting units ready for Waterloo, but it's just giving me a headache.
ReplyDeleteI can relate to that!
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