Posted by Dutch Trader on April 03, 2000 at 18:04:16:
In Reply to: Sounds of Silence posted by Emma on April 03, 2000 at 11:52:36:
: Billy Gnome, Billy Gnome, come out to play.
: I miss you completely, please don't go away.
: Doc M and sweet Clay Bear, French trader et tu
: the spell is not broken, the day is but new.
: I need a good dose of that gracious Bent Twigg
: and Hector please find a deep rabbit hole to dig.
: Busy Bee and MMMMarcia, where hide you I say?
: Have you forgotten your power to make my good day?
: The faeries are dancing and spring is at hand
: but where are the people of Mohicanland?
: You all are but hiding, I know this is true
: For many have written to tell me they're blue.
: The blow that was dealt was not lethal, in fact
: was inconsequential in the power it lacked.
: So come back and dance on the words through the wire
: and behind you do put those words that were dire
: with meaning and portent and power unseen.
: Myself, I don't think they were meant to be mean.
: Come one and come all to the party at hand
: and join in the treasure of Mohicanland.
: And be not offended by posts big or small
: as power and life here reside with us all.
: Emma Ross Gaelley (not to be confused with anyone else)
: of the Southern Highlands' Gaelleys
: with the midnight blue eyes (often mistaken for brown)
: and a forthrightness that often lands her in hot water.
You know, if you have lately felt this blue
The Mohicanland Traders think it's up to you
You can purchase a cents of humor in our store
Or you can choose to mope around some more
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