Despite demons, Ivins stayed at lab Once upon a time murder moved across the ground followed by his lover, opportunity, flapping her powdery jaws, this, after the twins came crashing down, and they all lived happily ever after! Bin Laden's Driver Gets Short Prison Stint Smashed together like atoms, months become but a simple turn of the wheel, a mockery of the truth beneath the foot pushing down upon the brake. China accuses Bush of meddling All this solemnity, the torch, worn and sad, the unnatural stamp of feet left then to stand unhappily, the tootle of tired music long without rhythm or end. © 2008 mrp/tpm
(The Weaver's Song)