>Truly!! Have you had to explain yet why Paradox is called paradox?
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    Hi Bill ...
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                       ³  THE HUNTING OF THE SNARK  ³
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         FIT THE SIXTH ... The Barrister's Dream ... Part The Foist
        
             They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care  
              They pursued it with forks and hope;
             They threatened its life with a railway-share;
              They charmed it with smiles and soap.
             But the Barrister, weary of proving in vain
              That the Beaver's lace-making was wrong,
             Fell asleep, and in dreams saw the creature quite plain
              That his fancy had dwelt on so long.
             He dreamed that he stood in a shadowy Court,
              Where the Snark, with a glass in its eye,
             Dressed in gown, bands and wig, was defending a pig
              On the charge of deserting its sty.
             The Witnesses proved, without error or flaw,
              That the sty was deserted when found:
             And the Judge kept explaining the state of the law
              In a soft under-current of sound.
             The indictment had never been clearly expressed,
              And it seemed that the Snark had begun,
             And had spoken three hours, before anyone guessed
              What the pig was supposed to have done.
             The Jury had each formed a different view
              (Long before the indictment was read),
             And they all spoke at once, so that none of them knew
              One word that the others had said.
         FIT THE FIFTH ... The Beaver's Lesson ... Part The Last
        
            "Its flavour when cooked is more exquisite far           
              Than mutton, or oysters, or eggs:
            (Some think it keeps best in an ivory jar,
              And some, in mahogany kegs:) 
              
            "You boil it in sawdust: you salt it in glue:
              You condense it with locusts and tape:
             Still keeping one principal object in view -  
              To preserve its symmetrical shape."
             The Butcher would gladly have talked till next day,
              But he felt that the Lesson must end,
             And he wept with delight in attempting to say
              He considered the Beaver his friend.
             While the Beaver confessed, with affectionate looks
              More eloquent even than tears,
             It had learnt in ten minutes far more than all books
              Would have taught it in seventy years.
             They returned hand-in-hand, and the Bellman, unmanned
              (For a moment) with nobel emotion,
             Said, "This amply repays all the wearisome days
              We have spent on the billowy ocean!"
             Such friends, as the Beaver and Butcher became,
              Have seldom if ever been known;
             In winter or summer, `twas always the same -
              You could never meet either alone.
             And when quarrels arose - as one frequently finds
              Quarrels will, spite of every endeavour -
             The song of the Jubjub recurred to their minds,
              And cemented their friendship for ever!
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    Does that help?
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