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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342917" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Technology</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas a serious person with locks of gray<br>And a figure like a crescent;<br>His gravity, clearly, had come to stay,<br>But his smile was evanescent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He stood and conversed with a neighbor, and<br>With (likewise) a high falsetto;<br>And he stabbed his forefinger into his hand<br>As if it had been a stiletto.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His words, like the notes of a tenor drum,<br>Came out of his head unblended,<br>And the wonderful altitude of some<br>Was exceptionally splendid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While executing a shake of the head,<br>With the hand, as it were, of a master,<br>This agonizing old gentleman said:<br>''Twas a truly sad disaster!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Four hundred and ten longs and shorts in all,<br>Went down'-he paused and snuffled.<br>A single tear was observed to fall,<br>And the old man's drum was muffled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'A very calamitous year,' he said.<br>And again his head-piece hoary<br>He shook, and another pearl he shed,<br>As if he wept _con amore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O lacrymose person,' I cried, 'pray why<br>Should these failures so affect you?<br>With speculators in stocks no eye<br>That's normal would ever connect you.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He focused his orbs upon mine and smiled<br>In a sinister sort of manner.<br>'Young man,' he said, 'your words are wild:<br>I spoke of the steamship 'Hanner.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'For she has went down in a howlin' squall,<br>And my heart is nigh to breakin'<br>Four hundred and ten longs and shorts in all<br>Will never need undertakin'!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'm in the business myself,' said he,<br>'And you've mistook my expression;<br>For I uses the technical terms, you see,<br>Employed in my perfession.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That old undertaker has joined the throng<br>On the other side of the River,<br>But I'm still unhappy to think I'm a 'long,'<br>And a tape-line makes me shiver.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</a><div class=q>
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