quote:Originally posted by Bagel Queen:
When he himself might his quietus make
(When one might escape)
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear
(By means of a knife? Who would burdens bear)
To grunt and sweat under a weary life
(To groan and sweat under a tired life)
its to do with life and death as far sa I know
I knew that
*coughs*