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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Or just as appropriate Ozymandias:

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert... near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal these words appear:
'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings;
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away
 
NO lectric that doesn't charge fully in five minutes and give at least 175 miles! Totally useless otherwise!
 
If you're aged between 40 and 65 the 'millenials' are your children and grandchildren...so if they are all such soft ineffectual sooks what have you all been teaching them?


I’m 55, my son is 34, my daughter 28. They both tote heat, eat red meat, drive large trucks/SUV’s, they don’t skip “leg day” at the gym, earned everything they have, have never received a participation trophy. And have been on the receiving end of a spanking. Just once each..... that’s all it took. ;)
 
I’m 55, my son is 34, my daughter 28. They both tote heat, eat red meat, drive large trucks/SUV’s, they don’t skip “leg day” at the gym, earned everything they have, have never received a participation trophy. And have been on the receiving end of a spanking. Just once each..... that’s all it took. ;)

Dang, It took more than 1 spamming to get me on the right track. But truly disappointing my parents only took one time to get me to turn myself around. (Slept in through the SATs)
 
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