aih@k.cc.purdue.edu (Jeff Bechdol) (10/02/86)
03MAR86-jb JUST TRIPPING ALONG... ------------------------ Well, oft' I wonder nearly ev'ry day, Whether it's worth the effort at all. I get up, get dressed, go about my way, And seem to do nothing but fall. Though oft' it seems, I must confess Despite all the wains and woes, That every day I still get dressed Though less graceful now it goes. Through all my travel and trips I take, The adventure is quite brutal. But I remember here what is at stake, And decide it must be futile. Then again, I ponder still The future and my life. And wonder whether not the ill Today yield tomorrow less strife. Theoretically it surely must go, That there exist a day of bliss. But then again I know Infinity minus one yields little less. So off I go about my way, Bumping into doors and walls, Until such time there be a day When the doors and walls are gone. -jb