It Wouldn't Be The Same …. [history's Influence On Us As Individuals; Factors Making Us What We Are; Some Thoughts; Sort Of Short] Comments

Life on earth is like a magic show and we do not know when or what it is going to unfold. A delightful poem on probability and possibilities thrown-up by the dice of life.

You've framed (or reframed) a question of the ages. I don't think we, or Mrs. Calabash, wherever she is, will ever get an answer. This is a great poem.

Another delightfully insane poetical trapeze act from the Bri-llo Pad! I like the last stanza best. I don't know if someone's parent can be corn. How about a goat or a faun?

What ifs are the human bane. Stupid, stupid humans! ! ! ! ! !