There was a young lady so thorough

She thought about Death without sorrow

                As she dashed to and fro.

                “It is pure  ‘Touch and Go’

That I will be Silenced tomorrow.”

She never put skulls on her table,

Or her buttons, yet she was able

                (As she dashed to and fro)

                To accept: Touch and Go’

Is the Fate of all L...

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