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    A bit of poetic love . . .

    The following poem is reprinted from Good Housekeeping, October 25, 1890.

    The Crazy Quilt
    Oh, say, can you see by the dawn's early light,
    What you failed to perceive at the twilight's last gleaming;
    A crazy concern that through the long night
    O'er the bed where you slept was so saucily streaming;
    The silk patches so fair,
    Round, three-cornered and square
    Gives proof that the lunatic bed-quilt is there.
    Oh, the crazy-quilt mania triumphantly raves,
    And maid, wife, and widow are bound as its slaves
    On that quilt dimly seen as you rouse from your sleep
    Your long-missing necktie in silence reposes,
    And the filoselle insects that over it creep,
    A piece of your vest half-conceals, half discloses;
    There is Kensington-stitch
    In designs that are rich,
    Snow-flake, arrasene, point russe and all sich.
    Oh, the crazy-quilt mania, how long will it rave?
    And how long will fair woman be held its slave?
    And where is the wife who so vauntingly swore
    That nothing on earth her affections could smother?
    She crept from your side at the chiming of four
    And is down in the parlour at work on another.
    Your breakfasts are spoiled,
    And your dinners half-boiled,
    And your efforts to get a square supper are foiled
    By the crazy-quilt mania that fiendishly raves,
    And to which all the women are absolute slaves.
    And thus it has been since the panic began,
    In many loved homes it has wrought desolation,
    And cursed is the power by many a man,
    That has brought him so close to the verge of starvation,
    But make it she must,
    She will do it or bust,
    Beg, swap, and buy pieces or get them on trust,
    Oh, the crazy-quilt mania, may it soon cease to rave
    In the land of the free and the home of the brave.
    -Anonymous

    Sometimes, when there's a raging fire,
    it's best not to try to put it out with gasoline.

    "...pal carajo con la negatividad..."

    #2
    Re: A bit of poetic love . . .

    Thats wonderful
    These things, I warmly wish for you-
    Someone to love, some work to do,
    A bit'o sun, a bit'o cheer.
    And a guardian angel always near.


    (¯`v´¯)
    `*.¸.*´
    ¸.•´¸.•*¨) ¸.•*¨)
    (¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•Shannon

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      #3
      Re: A bit of poetic love . . .

      Love that poem.... we haven't strayed very far from the "mainia" have we.... i know all to well, that thought of "just one more strip",,,, one more row.... just another 10 minutes, that can turn into hours of creative fun..!!!!!LOL
      "Each day well-lived and Happy;
      that's all there is to Life!"

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        #4
        Re: A bit of poetic love . . .

        Quiltaholics, Victorian style! Hilarious!

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