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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576019" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Don & 951</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">951 Gaspra, <br> a Flora Asteroid <br>2 million years old <br> orbits our Sun between Mars and Jupiter. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Its rocky metallic surface <br> is pocked with impact craters. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Saint Romuald born in 951 <br> screwed himself stupid as a youth <br>& fled when he saw his daddy Sergius <br> kill his opposite in a duel. <br> <br>Rommy became a monk & wrote, <br> ‘Empty yourself completely. <br>Sit waiting like the chick who tastes nothing <br> & eats nothing but what her mother brings him.' <br>He got canon's eyes for that <br> & did very well in real estate. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Emperor Shizong <br> also known as Wuyu <br>was a drunk who liked to hunt. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wuyu took to the field in 951 <br> & stopped an advance from the South.<br> <br>Wuyu was killed <br> by one of his own officers after the battle<br>because he was a bloody nuisance<br> & stuffed up the battle plan.<br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grigor Narekatsi <br> born 951 was an Armenian monk, <br>poet, <br> mystical philosopher <br>& theologian. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">His father Khosrov was Archbishop. <br> Grigor wrote, <br>‘on exposing the unseen, <br> on the disclosure of secrets, <br>on laying open the cover up.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Donald Rumsfeld, <br> champion of 951 Aspartame, <br>architect of the Iraq War, <br> the bright light behind blacks sites, <br>the mediaeval dungeons of our times said, <br> in an interview with the New York Times, <br>‘Oh my goodness gracious me, <br> we can know an awful lot <br>of what is going on in this world <br> by punching a mouse on its nose, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘I'm standing here, <br> doing something & I think, <br>‘What in the world am I doing here? <br> It's a big surprise.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Don, once <br> ‘ferocious in pursuing what he wants' <br>now lives in an adobe house <br> across from a working dairy farm. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">His family has horses, <br> a donkey, <br>a mule, <br> cats, <br>and Reggie the dog. <br> <br>Joyce his missus said, <br> ‘Don has the Reaganesque fixation <br>with clearing brush and chopping wood.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They ride, <br>ski, <br>hike, <br>fish, <br>& skate on the dairy farm pond. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dead<br> the refugees <br>& maimed of Iraq <br> & Afghanistan <br>& all those held by the agency <br> & tortured in secrecy <br>will be wishing the Don<br> peace & contentment in his retirement.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lindsay+Smith">Lindsay Smith</a><div class=q>
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 a Flora Asteroid 
2 million years old 
 orbits our Sun between Mars and Jupiter. 

Its rocky metallic surface 
 is pocked with impact craters. 


Saint Romuald born in 951 
 screwed himself stupid as a youth 
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