Came to me, one foggy morning,
a maiden fair, all dressed for mourning.
In sackcloth she did come to me,
bamoaning the loss of her groom to be.

Maiden fair, why weep you so,
your man has gone, but not to woe.
come lift your spirits and dance with me,
and sing a tale of what might be.

"Oh mock me not" she cried to me,
"ANd let me to my mourning be"
and so I left her, sad to say,
moaning "Please, oh please, Lock me away"

-By Murphy, The Pixies Bard, attempting to ressurect this thread

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"Quando Flunkus Moritatii" (I'm a man, but I can change, if I have to, I guess.) - the Red Green Show



The best thing about taking a vacation, is all the heartfelt huggs received upon your return. - Murphy

"The more you love, the more you CAN love. There's no limit to how much you can love - or how many" Lazarus Long in "Time Enough for Love" - Robert A. Heinlein