Dead men may envy living mites in cheese, Or good germs even. Microbes have their joys, And subdivide, and never come to death.
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No longer now/ He slays the lamb that looks him in the face,/ And horribly devours his mangled flesh;/ Which, still avenging nature's broken law,/ Kindled all putrid humours in his frame,/ All evil passions, and all vain belief,/ Hatred, despair, and loathing in his mind,/ The germs of misery, death, disease, and crime.”
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Apparent failure may hold in its rough shell the germs of a success that will blowwom in time, and bear fruit throughout eternity.
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Kisses blown are kisses wasted, A kiss isn't a kiss unless it's tasted. Kisses spread germs and germs are hated, so kiss me baby, I'm vacinnated!
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Apparent failure may hold in its rough shell the germs of a success that will blossom in time, and bear fruit throughout eternity.
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Kisses blown are kisses wasted. Kisses aren't kisses unless they are tasted. Kisses spread germs and germs are hated. So kiss me baby I'm vaccinated.
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