aw. I'm sorry *Wings* :hug: I won't call you that.
Wulf min wulf. Your name reminds me of an Anglo Saxon poem called Wulf and Eadwalker. I think everything is going to remind me of a poem tonight, so I should just stop, huh?
You failed them?! Sorry Des. It's ok, I fail at math.
lol it's okay woody. i'm just messin' with ya, kinda... but honestly i don't think i'drespond to wongs... my brain like translates that to something pervertedish..
Haha, I though the same thing Wings. Which is why I got a giggle out of it.
Yah, I only had to take algebra at my first college and statistics at my second and I was DONE. I did get a 4.0 in stat though. Go me!
Well, it's a lovely poem Wulf. Short. Me and my friends wanted to put it to music and three part harmony....
Quote:
Leodum is minum swylce him mon lac gife;
willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð.
Ungelic is us.
Wulf is on iege, ic on oþerre.
Fæst is þæt eglond, fenne biworpen.
Sindon wælreowe weras þær on ige;
willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð.
Ungelice is us.
Wulfes ic mines widlastum wenum dogode;
þonne hit wæs renig weder ond ic reotugu sæt,
þonne mec se beaducafa bogum bilegde,
wæs me wyn to þon, wæs me hwæþre eac lað.
Wulf, min Wulf, wena me þine
seoce gedydon, þine seldcymas,
About two lovers separated at war time or...during some sort of waring families bit (this is pre-Romeo and Juliet, but same idea) and Wulf is on an island where his love Eadwacer can't get to him, so she is lamenting
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