I (think) I wrote this one myself, largely inspired by many of the other   
   versions, and mostly by my inability to remember more than 4 lines:   
      
   Early one morning, quiet and still,   
   A chirping bird lit on my windowsill.   
   So I smashed its fucking head with a rock   
   And went back to sleep.   
      
   Not sure where the rock came from.   
   I probably stole that line, too.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)