Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;
April soft in flowered languor,
April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true --
I love April, I love you.
Poem By OGDEN NASH (1902 - 1971)
-Bishop Allen-
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Nice poem. Oh, and I love Bishop Allen. I'm kind of obsessed with Click Click Click Click. Oh, my actual interview (the long one) is on Wednesday - rumor is if everything goes well I'm hired! Wish me luck!
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