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Thursday, February 12, 2004
Would I Were a Maggot, Sucking Most Sweet Divine.
The title's from a poem I made a while back. It contains one of my favorite words, which I'm sure you all know.
What is a maggot? It is the earlier form of a fly, before it is a fly. It's a fly when it's just a child, if I can put it on those terms. A child.
What do maggots do? What do they look like?
Well, here's a picture:
What do they do, then? They eat the dead, decaying tissues of things. The ones in this picture are on a corn seed. A decayed, dead corn seed.
Damnit, I hate this. I have no time to make a post. The bell just rang.
Basically, when I look back at my childhood, I would say I was just a maggot, sucking most sweet divine.
And when I wish to be a child, I say, would I were a maggot, sucking most sweet divine.
Anyway, I wanted to do a nice post.
I have to go.
Homework is driving my crazy. I was up till 1 doing it last night. Stupid Chemistry homework, all math, and stupid math, bleh.
Bye bye.
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