Is there anything else on my mind that sayeth at this time?
For one can withhold words. If one withholds critical words for too long however others speak them.
A man sits down. But why shouldn't he? And why shouldn't the other man cough twice as I fire up the blog? They having done something to us which some of us having wisdom concerning.
The man drops his things.
As I was coming here in the cab remembereth a boat which sank in the Thames. A long time ago. A week earlier (it is probably going around, doth you, all of you, as Copper Bond seth) I telephoned the 999 number (which will probably appear on a licence plate, and why shouldn't it?) and told them that I could hear knocking coming from underwater in a section of the Thames, which looketh, and I thot there were people trapped there. The police officer on the other end assured me that there wasn't. But how could he really know?
Now I reason with hindsight that the boat which sank, rescueth, did not have people trapped underwater.
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