What is this life?

Day 25 of the 30 Reblogs of November and here we are entering the final stretch.

Made of sticks and stones

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

To pick our nose or scratch our arse,

To wonder at the human farce.

*With thanks for the inspiration supplied by the wonderful poem Leisure by W. H. Davies

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