I thought that a blog might be a good place to put my profound thoughts into writing. Armed with limited computer knowledge, but with an ability to follow directions, I decided that I would set up this account.

So, this is it: the momentous occasion of my first post.

Egad! To my utter dismay, I find that I have *no* thoughts even remotely recondite.
*sigh*
I should have known better.

The only book of poetry I own is 'Selected Poetry of Ogden Nash.' I decided that he was my favorite poet many years ago, after discovering that he was the author of the world's shortest poem.

Fleas
by Ogden Nash

Adam had 'em.
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