He Plays His Old Mandolin On A Sunday Fair!

As far back as the 4th century BCE, Greeks such as Aristotle and Euclid wrote on naturally-occurring rudimentary pinhole cameras. For example, light may travel through the slits of wicker baskets or the crossing of tree leaves.[1] (The circular dapples on a forest floor, actually pinhole images of the sun, can be seen to have a bite taken out of them during partial solar eclipses opposite to the position of the moon's actual occultation of the sun because of the inverting effect of pinhole lenses.) The rich man after he dies Goes to Paradise! And the poor man While he lives on & off Goes to hell! And after he dies Nobody knows Where he goes? Your shiny coin And my rusty till They're forever friends! The droplet from pauper's Bar Wet my dry gullet in the night And I get a sound sleep Sometimes with Queen of the Night. Hey! My young Amateur photographer Take a picture from your pinhole camera please And I protect that photo for my obituary notice! nimal dunuhinga