Don't Mess With The Dead, Boy, They

Few Sons Are Equal To Their Fathers; Most Fall Short, All Too Few Surpass Them.

...like That Star Of The Waning Summer Who Beyond All Stars Rises Bathed In The Ocean Stream To Glitter In Brilliance.

The Journey Is The Thing.

The Internet Wasn't Created For Mockery, It Was Supposed To Help Researchers At Different Universities Share Data Sets. It Was!

Persuasive Speech, And More Persuasive Sighs, Silence That Spoke And Eloquence Of Eyes.