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The Professor Turned To Me

The professor turned to me What is infinity? ‘Neither the stars in the sky nor the sand next the sea’ thought me The answer, thus he: ‘Every thousand years a bird picks up a single grain of sand, oh-so-wee’ ‘And even that 'is not infinity' thus me ‘Jolly good!’ chuckled he

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 6/11/2022 12:23:00 PM

Love this.! Bestowing the Order of Favehood upon it. Her Majesty??ROFLMAO!! Queen Panagiota.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/12/2022 6:47:00 PM

The 'order of Favehood!' Whoa! That's a first... Thanks, Queen P.

John Watt

Date: 6/10/2022 12:46:00 PM

infinity = divinity ~ thus me

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/12/2022 6:50:00 PM

And Divinity is my vicinity. ~ George Burns

L Milton Hankins

Date: 6/10/2022 10:35:00 AM

"Jolly good," I say. Infinity the unimaginable. And somehow we are always trying.

Jeff Kyser

Date: 6/9/2022 8:35:00 PM

It seems that for infinity, We have a like affinity. As a kid I asked my Dad, What’s infinity plus one? He looked at me and smiled, Said, what do you think, son?

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/9/2022 8:39:00 PM

Let's find one more with our affinity... We'll form a trinity. ~ Holy Heavens, Batman! :) Robin