Men seldom make passes
At girls who wear glasses.
D. Parker
(this generalization, fortunately, does not apply to my husband. )
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"So was I once myself a swinger of birches. And so I dream of going back to be. It's when I'm weary of considerations, And life is too much like a pathless wood... I'd like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over... That would be good both going and coming back. One could do worse than be a swinger of birches." Birches, by Robert Frost
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