[kj] So.....much to most peoples regret------

[iPat]

Can ye smell the neu smell, travelling through the air? Aye I can lad,
it's a coming from over there over the hills down in the valley,
there's no buildings there there's a nuclear power dumpsite someone
doesn't care Barnabe says it's safe well why not bury it there..
dum dum de de de dum dum....
[outro poem]
and oh as yes, the sky did turn to night i shield my eyes and hide
from the bright of day and cast the stone, deep into the field of man
and hide in shame and low the flag, raised in vain and close my mind
to this lost day and shield my body with ferns of grey and ask no more
of life unsaved and smile no more, and lay here scaved become the
tombstone of my grave


oh happy days....


On 8/19/05, jpwhkj at aol.com <jpwhkj at aol.com> wrote:
> It's a-coming from over there...
> 
-- 
iPat
"You cannot search out reality; you must cease for reality to be."