[Zeno]

Thanks Andy and Bill. The war guys are wining the poker game so I have to make a bet.
A - very - long -string - bet.


From "Through the Looking Glass"

I'll tell thee everything I can;
There's little to relate
I saw an aged aged man,
A-sitting on a gate.
"Who are you, aged man?" I said.
"And how is it you live?"
And his answer trickled through my head
Like water through a sieve.


He said "I look for butterflies
That sleep among the wheat:
I make them into mutton pies,
And sell them in the street.
"I sell them unto men," he said,
Who sail on stromy seas;
And that's the way I get my bread -
A trifle, if you please."

But I was thinking of a plan
To dye one's whiskers green,
And always use so large a fan
That they could not be seen.
So, having no reply to give
To what the old man said,
I cried "Come, tell me how you live!"
And thumped him on the head.


more to come........ [img]/forums/images/icons/smirk.gif[/img]

-Zeno