I ask to be or not to be.
That is the question I ask of me.
This sullied life, it makes me shudder.
My uncle's boffing dear sweet mother.
Would I, could I take me life?
Could I, should I end this strife?
Should I jump out of a plane?
Or throw myself before a train?
Should I from a cliff just leap?
Could I put myself to sleep?
Shoot myself or take some poison?
Maybe try self-immolation?
To shudder off this mortal coil,
I could stab myself with a fencing foil.
Slash my wrists while in the bath?
Would it end my angst and wrath?
To sleep, to dream, now there's the rub.
I could drop a toaster in my tub.
Would all be glad if I were dead?
Could I perhaps kill them instead?
This line of thought takes consideration -
For I'm the king of procrastination.
Neat site Wordle lets one make bibliometric graphics with ease. Just input some text and it spits out a word cloud in which the size of each word is proportional to its textual frequency. As a diversion from our usual weighty themes and dreary symbolisms, I thought I’d plug in some of the oeuvre of the late, lamented Dr. Seuss and see what happens.First, here’s Seuss’s masterwork The Cat in the Hat, with all 236 different words presented:
Neat! Now here’s The Cat in the Hat without common English words like “the” and “and:”
And here’s Hop on Pop:Add to: Facebook | Digg | Del.icio.us | Stumbleupon | Reddit | Blinklist | Twitter | Technorati | Furl | Newsvine
(Image via Shirt.Woot; bad poetry via some ugly site)
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