Crossing the bar…Orly?

Crossing the Bar…Orly?

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I take my last fee,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound or foam,
When that which drew from out the Obamaless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell;
When I embark;

For tho’ from out our bourne of Birth and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my pilot face to face
When I’m crossed off the bar.

With sincere apologies to Alfred, Lord Tennyson

About Dr. Conspiracy

I'm not a real doctor, but I have a master's degree.
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One Response to Crossing the bar…Orly?

  1. Chris says:

    Ha! Great one Dr. C. I have a recurring nightmare where I’ve been accused of a crime and she is my court-appointed attorney…

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