But, Och! I backward cast my e’e.
      On prospects drear!
An’ forward,  


Said Man to the Mouse, 
Foresight Hurts in Hindsight Nostalgia Long-
ing to a Poetic Experience... qué 
es esto? Maravillo?  Lines Drawn were 
Erased that Kept Things Together even
if betrayed, defiled, or Abused, still was
it Love by intent Given or Denied.
Yet what is Love if not the Spiritform
of a Bond  Past to Present? yA estuFas!


Just get your bottles and go up to the
corner market where you can exchange them
for candy. Count it all at first then when
we get there, add it, subtract, return home.