There are some questions to which we may never have answers. Like:
How did the ancient Egyptians build the pyramids?
Is there a Lock Ness Monster?
What is going on the Bramunda Triangle?
And most importantly: How does so much corn end up in the washing machine during harvest?
We may never know.
All I Want for Christmas - a DV poem
5 years ago
1 comment:
I ask myself the same kind of questions. But instead of corn, I wonder why there are chunks of cement in my washer.
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