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Atticus

(15,124 posts)
Mon Dec 23, 2019, 08:44 PM Dec 2019

It's the fumes, you see,---the fumes produced by the windmills---that cause the windmill cancers.

Everybody knows that!

What do you think killed Don Quixote? Amiright?

I was really saddened, though, to hear about windmills killing the Eagles because I really liked their music.

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It's the fumes, you see,---the fumes produced by the windmills---that cause the windmill cancers. (Original Post) Atticus Dec 2019 OP
LOL treestar Dec 2019 #1
it's the way his mind "works" ... let me see if i can describe it ... dweller Dec 2019 #2
As I said in another thread Yo_Mama_Been_Loggin Dec 2019 #3

dweller

(23,628 posts)
2. it's the way his mind "works" ... let me see if i can describe it ...
Mon Dec 23, 2019, 09:00 PM
Dec 2019

Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!
Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair!
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind!

that, and the fumes..

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