To sit, or not to sit - that is the question;
Whether 'tis nobler on the rear to suffer
The pins and needles of an agonised posterior
Or to take arms against the hotel seating
And by standing, enlighten pain?
To lie, to sleep - ah, bliss!;
And by sleeping help amend
The back-ache and the thousand unnatural pains
That flesh is heir to.
Then masochistically return next morning, no sight of LN to be missed.
To lie, to sleep.
To stand and walk around.
Aye, there's the rub.
LINDA C WOOD
8811.17
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