While I work on yours here is one for you, or anyone else who wants to play....
She arrives in all her splendour every night at nine o'clock
And her chariot is a cross-town bus that stops right down the block
The ol' piano minstrel plays a song as she walks in
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Michael
Life is the poetry of the universe.
Love is the poetry of life.
Nuclear is the only real option!
http://www.nuclearspace.com/Liberty_ship_menupg.aspx
Over heard from a three year old, "Daddy why do my toes get sticky when I eat strawberry jam?"
Never wrestle a troll. You both get dirty and the troll likes it
Proud graduate of Wossamotta University!
