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Originally posted by Seanachai:

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain

And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train

We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight

Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane

Louise, she's all right, she's just near

She's delicate and seems like the mirror

But she just makes it all too concise and too clear

That Johanna's not here

The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face

Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

By god, now there's a lyric worth ripping off! Seanachai, I can almost forgive you your low crimes and misdemeanors. But instead, I will offer you this response:

Ophelia, she's 'neath the window

For her I feel so afraid

On her twenty-second birthday

She already is an old maid

To her, death is quite romantic

She wears an iron vest

Her profession's her religion

Her sin is her lifelessness

And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow

She spends her time gazing into

Desolation Row

Michael

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Originally posted by Mace:

</font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Seanachai:

Every response from an Australian is like a prayer to the Brewer's Art.

Actually, it is a prayer to the Brewer's art.

I'm going to bed now. I like you lot a whole lot.
Awww shucks. Pleasant dreams *tucks the little gnome in*

Mace </font>

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Originally posted by Seanachai:

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain

And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train

We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight

Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane

Louise, she's all right, she's just near

She's delicate and seems like the mirror

But she just makes it all too concise and too clear

That Johanna's not here

The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face

Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

By god, now there's a lyric worth ripping off! Seanachai, I can almost forgive you your low crimes and misdemeanors. But instead, I will offer you this response:

Ophelia, she's 'neath the window

For her I feel so afraid

On her twenty-second birthday

She already is an old maid

To her, death is quite romantic

She wears an iron vest

Her profession's her religion

Her sin is her lifelessness

And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow

She spends her time gazing into

Desolation Row

Michael

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Originally posted by Noba:

Hey, kinglie thingie...I'm orf to the Derby game. So send a turn so I can ignore it.

OK, timing is everything so expect a turn tonight.

KING (A TURN A TURN, MY KINGDOM FOR A TURN) MACE

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Originally posted by Noba:

Hey, kinglie thingie...I'm orf to the Derby game. So send a turn so I can ignore it.

OK, timing is everything so expect a turn tonight.

KING (A TURN A TURN, MY KINGDOM FOR A TURN) MACE

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Originally posted by Michael Emrys:

King Mace. I've always looked up to your intelligence and I...I...admire you, your most royal wonderfullness!!!

Michael

Why...thankyou, my loyal subject!

That brings a heart wrenching tear to OUR eyes.

*sniff*

KING (ISN'T THAT SWEET) MACE

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Originally posted by Michael Emrys:

King Mace. I've always looked up to your intelligence and I...I...admire you, your most royal wonderfullness!!!

Michael

Why...thankyou, my loyal subject!

That brings a heart wrenching tear to OUR eyes.

*sniff*

KING (ISN'T THAT SWEET) MACE

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Originally posted by Seanachai:

Dead, but not forgotten...

Who let this kid in here? Oh, hold on, you seem vaguely familiar. Say, you're not that guy that used to work as a singing coffee table at the Pravda bar in Moscow, are you?
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Originally posted by Seanachai:

Dead, but not forgotten...

Who let this kid in here? Oh, hold on, you seem vaguely familiar. Say, you're not that guy that used to work as a singing coffee table at the Pravda bar in Moscow, are you?
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