From: davidsands@yahoo.com   
      
   don't neeed no functuation   
   dude the backbeat roams the mean streets   
   got no time for rhyme when all i stole   
   was one thin dime from a wino on sterno   
   her upper thighs surmise release   
   as if a fool would lube that crease   
   those aren't fireflies they're radiation gnats   
   you can't get too far from that   
   my baby cleans it topless   
   she's mopless the floor spawns ions   
   like history sprouts zions   
   my lioness needs her lions   
   i'm the alpha male lift your tail   
   and we'll copulate fifty time a day   
   reminds my of that trip a swiss chalet   
   we sent one ski laming down a slope   
   don't worry babe rossignol knows to cope   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)