"The soul of God is poured into the world through the thoughts of men." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Day Twenty

Today everyone is to send in a line to create the world's longest poem. They will be collated as they are collected (via email, listed in the book) and the result published across the whole world as soon as a suitable final line is deemed to have been found and we think of a good title. The opening line is: "Mercy, cried the popinjay to the pope." Use iambic pentameter.

"oh how perfect is the morning daylight?"

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