Once upon a midnight weary, while I pondered drunk and bleary ...
Roll on thou deep and dark blue ocean, boom!
Come into the back yard, Maud.
Shall I compare thee to a bale of hay?
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in
possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a thumping good
hiding.
Call me Melvin.
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Jon Corelis www.geocities.com/jgcorelis/
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