Date:         Fri, 1 Oct 1999 21:16:03 -0500
Reply-To:     Joel Walker <jwalker@URONRAMP.NET>
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From:         Joel Walker <jwalker@URONRAMP.NET>
Subject:      FFFrydaye Follies (Part II) ...
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ok. so i'm bored. really bored. and you're gonna have to listen to me. :)

English Literature (the ones they never showed you) ...
Klassical Po'try

Jabberwagen
by Screwloose Feral

Twas brilliant, and the propane stoves
  Did frye and syzzle in the van;
All sparkle were the splits and loaves
  And the idle thoughts outran.

"Beware the Jabberwagen bus!
  "The rattles that ne'er cease their speech!
"Beware the Bus-Bus chorus line,
  "And listen not to what they preach!"

He lifted up his greasley tools,
  Long time the irksome rattle sought ...
Til slumbered he by the Half-Fast Tree
  And rested eyes in thought.

As as pretended he to sleep
  The Jabberwagen squeaked again,
Still certain of abilities
  To do its wants and when.

One, Two! Three, Four! And ratchet more!
  The hex-side socket felt his heft!
And with the rattle dead and gone,
  He gathered up his tools and left.

"And hast thou silenced now the bus?"
   They said as closer came he still;
"Oh, Happy Day! Hot Damn! Hooray!"
   And then he handed them the bill.

Twas brilliant, and the propane stoves
   Did frye and syzzle in the van;
All sparkle were the splits and loaves
  And the idle thoughts outran.

.......................................

Mother Bus Rhymes

Jack and Jill went up the hill
To test a Vee-Dub Syncro.
Jill smashed trees, and just to tease,
Crushed poor old Jackie's ego!

Hickory dickory dock,
The chickens are all in a flock.
My bus struck one, as it tried to run,
The rest got away without injury.

This little bus went to market,
This little bus stayed home,
This little bus had premium fuel,
This little bus had none,
This little bus went Beep, Beep, Beep,
All the way home.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How goes your Vanagon?
With coolant leaks, and throttle tweaks,
And a temp light that's always on!

Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet
Fixing her bus's fuel pump.
Along came a spider
And sat down beside her
And said, "You gonna eat the rest of that donut?"

Jack Sprat, he wore a hat,
   His wife, she wore blue jeans.
They drove their Vee-Dub bus around
   Just hoping to be seen.

As I was going to Spokane,
I met a man with seven vans,
In every van were seven seats,
In every seat, a wife with feets,
On every feets were socks and shoes
Embroidered with the Daily News.
Shoes, wives,  seats, and vans,
How many were going to Spokane?