I wrote a couple of days ago: "But the Great Cyberian Ocean doesn't seem to be restrained by any law of limitation. It just keeps surging and swelling on and on and on somehow...."
Well, that makes me think of a limerick I had written as a schoolboy in Madras more than 60 years ago:
Well, that makes me think of a limerick I had written as a schoolboy in Madras more than 60 years ago:
There was an old man of Dover
Who rolled over and over and over
And over and over
And over and over
And over and over and over....
I am glad to find that my own memory isn't so bad, after all!
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