OK, it's not a total hijack since others have interjected 'poetry'...but here's my favorite limerick (and Silver will attest that I've known it for years)
A canner exceedingly canny
One morning remarked to his granny
A canner can can anything that he can
But a canner can't can a can, can he?
It makes total sense, which still amazes me 35 years after I first read it...
If you don't grow where you're planted, you'll never BLOOM - Will Rogers
A canner can can a can if she is a canny canner.
And has a hammer.
2008 Trek FX 7.2/Terry Cite X
2009 Jamis Aurora/Brooks B-68
2010 Trek FX 7.6 WSD/stock bontrager