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And taking up the Marvel Comics them once again, Defenders 115 was a particularly freaky issue of what was normally quite an off-beat title anyway, in which the Sub-Mariner, Valkyrie, Beast and Gargoyle end up in the world of Dr Seuss.

Could happen....

Anyway. Bill from Rog.

SONNET 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

'Ever fallen in love with someone you shouldn't fallen in love with?'

Shelley if memory serves

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Could happen....

Anyway. Bill from Rog.

SONNET 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

'Ever fallen in love with someone you shouldn't fallen in love with?'

Shelley if memory serves

117

treble twenty , single seven and the bull.

Phil the Power to beat Barny .

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