If you hear an onion ring, answer it.

I look toward the glory as that of the sun.

"Sun comes up, like a big bald head..."

If you think nobody cares you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.

The sunlight and the moonlight are beyond my control.

Condense soup, not books!

And the lights go winding in the dawn.

Don't let it end like this. Tell them I said something.-- Pancho Villa's last words

USELESS INVENTION: Luminous sun-dial, for use at night.

I'm just moving clouds today, tomorrow I'll try mountains.

STEVE BOWLEY © 1999, 2000, 2001

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