Full fathom five thy father lies,
Of his bones are coral made,
Those are pearls that were his eyes,
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change,
into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell,
Ding Dong.
Hark! now I hear them, ding-dong bell.
Friday, June 22, 2012
The future
I just heard about something called a "robot space plane" on Science Friday. Did you know we had such a thing as a robot space plane?!?!
We do.
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