The Whits

   Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested.



If you are a dreamer, come in

If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar

A hop-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer...

If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire

For we have some flax-golden tales to spin

Come in!

Come in!


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Shel Silverstein

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