Pony Party: Monday NFL Roundup (with poem!!)

Arizona 23 Baltimore 26
San Diego 24 Green Bay 31
Indiannopolis 30 Houston 24
Minnesota 10 Kansas City 13
Buffalo 7 New England 38
Miami 28 NY Jets 31
Detroit 21 Philadelphia 56
San Francisco 16 Pittsburgh 37
St Louis 3 Tampa Bay 24
Jacksonville 23 Denver 14
Cleveland 24 Oakland 26
Cincinnati 21 Seattle 24
Carolina 27 Atlanta 20
NY Giants 24 Washington 17
Dallas _34 Chicago _10

Tennessee @ New Orleans, 8:30 edt (ESPN)

To Autumn

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
  Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
  With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, 
  And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
  To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
  And still more, later flowers for the bees,
  Until they think warm days will never cease, 
    For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
  Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
  Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; 
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
  Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
  Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
  Steady thy laden head across a brook; 
  Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
  Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
  Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,-
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, 
  And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
  Among the river sallows, borne aloft
  Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; 
  Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
  The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
  And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

~John Keats

Please dont feed the ponies!!!

Without further ado, the floor is yours…
~73v, over and out


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    • Robyn on September 24, 2007 at 4:51 pm

    Shelley over in MitM.

    Gees, you guys set the standard high.

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