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Thursday, January 31, 2008

Goodbye, Cruel World!

One Crow for sorrow,
Two Crows for mirth,
Three Crows for a wedding,
Four Crows for a birth,
Five Crows for silver,
Six Crows for gold,
Seven Crows for a secret, not to be told.
- traditional rhyme

Um, so if while driving past that swampy area on Reynolda I maybe hypothetically possibly hit a crow with my car, I would be doomed, I'm thinking.

Not my fault.
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