O grupo do cão

it may not always be so;and i say
that if your lips,which i have loved,should touch
another's,and your dear strong fingers clutch
his heart,as mine in time not far away;
if on another's face your sweet hair lay
in such a silence as i know,or such
great writhing words as,uttering overmuch,
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;

if this should be,i say if this should be-
you of my heart,send me a little word;
that i may go unto him,and take his hands,
saying,Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands.


e. e. cummings

Sempre que se fala em greve, lembro-me de um amigo que tinha uma namorada caprichosa. Ela, quando achava que não recebia todos os mimos devidos, fazia greve de sexo. Um dia, o meu amigo fartou-se. E foi outsourcing.