[4469] in Central_America
New quotes for Mon Aug 3
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
Mon Aug 3 07:00:28 1992
Date: Mon, 3 Aug 92 07:00:12 -0400
From: root@charon.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
To: ca-mtg@bloom-beacon.mit.edu
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ckclark (Calvin Clark):
Peter was always a sullen boy, because he knew that They
were writing about him and Jane. He grew to hate Jane,
because they always did such inane things together when they
could have been ringing animals' necks or firing catapults
at the Vicar.
One day, Peter was walking with Jane by the side of a great
cliff when he saw a Golden Opportunity. Peter knew that all
his troubles would soon be over.
He jumped over the cliff.
Jane was very frightened. What if they thought she had
pushed him? After all, she would have done if she'd thought
of it, but she wasn't very bright. Still, she was very
pleased, because now They could hardly keep her away from
her dolls. And she'd just found a new box of pins.
They would be hurting soon.
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jefft (Jeff Tang):
"I think *I* just invented airsickness."
---Crow, "Cave Dwellers"
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jrseay (James R Seay):
Hi! I have no actual plan and probably will never have an actual plan.
My phone number is 267-1801 ext. 102
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marthag (Martha H Greenberg):
here is little Effie's head
whose brains are made of gingerbread
when the judgement day come
God will find six crumbs
stooping by the coffinlid
waiting for something to rise
as the other somethings did-
you imagine His surprise
bellowing through the general noise
Where is Effie who was dead?
-to God in a tiny voice,
i am may the first crumb said
whreupon its fellow five
crumbs cuckled as if they were alive
and number two took up the song,
might i'm called and did no wrong
cried the third crumb, i am should
and this is my little sister could
with our big brother who is would
don't punish us for we were good;
and the last crumb with some shame
whispered unto God, my name
is must and with the others i've
been Effie who isn't alive
just imagine it I say
God amid a monstrous din
watch your step and follow me
stooping by Effie's little, in
(want a match or can you see?)
which the six subjunctive crumbs
twitch like mutilated thumbs:
picture His peering biggest whey
coloured face on which a frown
puzzles, but I know the way-
(nervously Whose eyes approve
the blessed while His ears are crammed
with the strenuous music of
the innumerable capering damned)
-staring widely up and down
the here we are now judgement day
cross the threshold have no dread
lift the sheet back in this way.
here is little Effie's head
whose brains are made of gingerbread
e.e. cummings
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