by Confidential Ness » Thu Nov 10, 2011 2:12 pm
I like it, hopefully you'll get a few more likes.
He said "I look for butterflies
That sleep among the wheat:
I make them into mutton-pies,
And sell them in the street.
I sell them unto men," he said,
"Who sail on stormy seas;
And that's the way I get my bread --
A trifle, if you please."
-Haddocks' Eyes, Lewis Carrol