In Xanadu did Kubla KhanBut there's nothing about garbage pick-up or whether they solved the problem they had with huge fragments vaulting like rebounding hail.
A stately pleasure-dome decree :
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round :
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
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posted by ori at 1:21 AM on February 7, 2005