Hello world. This is Esthme. I love classic poetry. I love to read poetry aloud. I need a hobby and this is my way to indulge myself. Hope you like it, but if you don't, it's ok, you don't have to listen. I'm just having fun.
I confess my sins and shortcomings. Why not? It's a poem by Pope, after all.
Follow up to Man in the Moon. Ship of fools that believe all the "actual facts" and chase their nuts across the sand. Or maybe they're just chasing a Fox like the morons they are.
If you will believe anything, then you deserve what you get. Sadly, the rest of us are going to suffer right along with you.
We were all immigrants once.