For the hand that rocks the cradle - Is the hand that rules the world

Blessings on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place. . . .

Wink asked me once to put together a board game or something like that which followed our rules, ... It probably would have made a few bucks if we could have copyrighted or patented it.

Every man dies - Not every man really lives.

A sound like a sound of thunder rolled,
And the heart of a nation stirred

They say that man is mighty,
He governs land and sea;
He wields a mighty scepter
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