From: slider@anashram.com   
      
   ### - a lone tumbleweed rolls & blows through a now long deserted   
   shantytown   
   time feels suspended as the wind rises and falls...   
   whistling through streets now long cast in shadows   
   voices of ghosts rising and falling with the wind...   
      
      
   and then this feint song...   
      
   It twas on a good ship called the Venus   
   And by-gawd you should've just seen us!   
   Its figure-head was this dude flat in bed   
   With a knot tied right in his penis!   
      
   Now the first-mate's name was 'ole chriso   
   who one-time forgot he's a wizzo'   
   But when the going got tough   
   He just never gave up   
   An' now everyone knows he's the bizzo!   
      
   In the galley EE and Robotica   
   Cooked the food we all know is right good-for-ya'   
   They weren't feisty or mean   
   And they kept the place clean   
   On their brooms as they laughed at the lot o' ya   
      
   Now the cap'ins real name was 'ole slider   
   He had eight arms and legs like a spider   
   But he liked to have fun   
   And boy geeze could he run!   
   It's as though he were built like a glider   
      
   In the crow's-nest above sits old wild-wings   
   Who's so high everyday that she... just sings   
   Of the much warmer clime'   
   In a far distant time   
   And of numerable, various, high-things   
      
   Now some 'fool' who was feeling the call   
   Had this hexhonodronical ball   
   But the cube of its weight   
   Plus his chopper times eight   
   Was three fifths of five eighths of fuck-all!   
      
   At the front on the prow sat Goofiche   
   who was reading Confucius and Nietzche   
   with one finger held high   
   he consulted the sky   
   and all he would say was "he-he hee!"   
      
   And the 'crow' (who was flying ahead)   
   Saw some rocks in the distance and said   
   "Look alive down below!   
   Or to hell we'll all go   
   Instead of our nice feathered beds!"   
      
   Then 'Dan' said, "it's all "heaven-sent!   
   And you all know that sex is 'my' bent   
   But he guessed there'd be trouble   
   When he shagged his own double   
   And instead of cumming... he went! :)   
      
   And as the sun on set that first day   
   And the sight of their homes slipped away   
   Well they sat down to supper   
   And roasted the skipper   
   They were all glad to be on their way   
      
   In the night there was sounded a bell   
   As the crew slept quite calmer and well   
   And they dreamed of their notion   
   To cross the great ocean   
   Avoiding the pitfalls of hell   
      
   Then a tiger appeared on the scene   
   And proceeded to lick the deck clean!   
   Rainbowbird stood there ready   
   Her broom held up steady   
   But relax, cawed the crow... it's a dream   
      
   Then we all smiled relieved he was right   
   And the Venus ploughed into the night   
   A ship full of schemers   
   And marvellous dreamers   
   Their tiger now burning so bright   
      
   With the dawn came a wonderful breeze   
   And they crossed the equator with ease   
   Sailing-on into morning   
   They thought of their calling   
   And the people back home on their knees   
      
   Tis' a wonderful life sang 'ole 'bob'   
   (As he munched a small corn on the cob)   
   For it's surely much better   
   To live without fetters   
   Or the sounds of the maddening mob   
      
   Yes your right! sang the crew in-accord   
   This is better than being... so bored!   
   For it... be-fits-our-dig-nity   
   To ex-plore-infin-ity   
   And together they heartily roared!   
      
   Now once when a storm set to blowin'   
   Darth wayne and Pete ross got to 'going'   
   As they wrestled and spat   
   Someone pissed on the 'Cat'   
   Who was hangin' around and 'Meee' ow-in'   
      
   So now 'bobby' was also along   
   And he whispered and sang his old song   
   But the crew stayed well-clear   
   Of its 'I's' and its 'fear'   
   And Goofichi kept ringing his gong   
      
   Then one morning as chriso awoke   
   He told us a dream of great note   
   In his flying quite high   
   He'd espied a 'great lie'   
   (All the crew held their breath as he spoke)   
      
   He had dreamed a great palace of gold   
   Built on sand and not rock 'as been told   
   And he'd watched it go down   
   Plus seen everyone drown   
   There were tears in his eyes as he spoke   
      
   On the deck of the Venus he'd dreamed   
   That the world all-around us is 'schemed'   
   Then before his grey eyes   
   "The deck's vanished!" he cried   
   "We're all walking on water it seems!"   
      
   For no Venus was there to be found   
   Just a gaping great hole in the ground   
   And above 'that' it seems   
   Is the place we all dream   
   Called the 'world' with its content and sound   
      
   So there's no need to fear one might die   
   For the world is ITSELF a great lie!   
   A great ship full of schemers   
   And marvellous dreamers   
   And above the great void we ALL fly!   
      
   So the Venus ploughed-on as before   
   T'ords a huge and incredible door   
   And they managed it still   
   Now by force of sheer will   
   To the gateway to freedom of yore   
      
   And of many adventures, i'm told   
   This brave crew who were strong and so bold   
   That i'm not really swellin'   
   But there ain't time for tellin'   
   Of all of their stories of gold   
      
   so.......   
      
   Late one evening they all felt the strain   
   Of a strange vibe again and again   
   And they knew without thinking   
   That something was coming   
   Twas a feeling that bordered on pain   
      
   Then the Cap'in his arms all a-whirl   
   Gave a shout that would make your blood curl   
   And without hesitation   
   No pre-meditation   
   They sailed off the edge of the world!   
      
   With a great crack of lightening they saw   
   A great huge and 'unreasonable' door   
   There it stood without motion   
   In the midst of an ocean   
   Twas the gateway to freedom of 'yore   
      
   Then with all of their sails full-unfurled   
   Off and into the dark-void they hurled   
   Way off into the south   
   Past a gaping great mouth   
   And then sailed through the crack in the world.   
      
   Now this legend will never be old   
   For it tells of the brave and the bold   
   Of their struggle together   
   To live life... forever!   
   The full-story can never be told.   
      
   --by slider 2004 or thereabouts :)   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)