At 10:50 PM 9/01/01 +0100, "scerir" <email@example.com> wrote:
>for verily I see, and hence narrate it,
Okay, you're a race-track broadcaster
>the stars already near to bring the time,
No, damn it, you're covering the Oscars
>from every hindrance safe, and every bar,
I'll drink to that, and so have most of the guests to judge from their smirks!
>within which a five-hundred ten and five,
But this is no time to go shopping, and you'll need more cash than that
these days, Dante, even at a five&dime
>one sent from God, shall slay the thievish woman
So... the biblical blockbuster will trounce the one about the slinky cat
>and that same giant who is sinning with her.
Well, we can all guess who *that* is, can't we, [name deleted to forestall
Jeez, that Dante! What a Hollywood groupie!
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