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Subject: froobven Author: Sirius [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 05:53:19 05/15/03 Thu Maddi paused, "for I am the mighty Zoltar, and all quake at my presence." she jumped up on a table and began to sing... "Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day, you fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way, kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town, waiting for someone or something to show you the way, tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain, you are young and there is time to kill today, and then one day you find that ten years have got behind you, no one told you where to run, you missed the starting gun, and you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's shrinking, and racing around to come up behind you again, the sun is the same in a relative way but you're older, shorter of breath and one day closer to death, every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time, plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines, hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way, the time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say." the mafia blinked in confusion, and Fufu muttered menacingly, "was that Pink Floyd?" "Time, Dark Side of the Moon," Maddi replied. She banged her head on the nearest wall, which Lupin ran to prevent from injuring her. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]