testing blog entry

 

Ok so lets see if this bloger ap works or not

Huge wine bottle falls off skyscraper

At the edge of the void

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin?