XPost: alt.religion.wicca, alt.arts.poetry.comments, alt.writing   
   XPost: alt.magick   
   From: borodcar@worldnet.att.net   
      
   "Aunty Kreist"  wrote   
      
      
   > But hark! What's that noise   
   > Cried the poetry boys   
   > The Toms and the Robs and the Perts;   
   > Sounds like a fierce demon   
   > and they all took to screamin,   
   > scairt of the coarse cackling outside.   
   >   
   > They through open the shutter   
   > with bellies aflutter   
   > and saw an amazing sight   
   >   
   > There were witches a flight   
   > on a cold winter's night   
   > come to take our poor boys away   
   >   
   > To resist such temptation   
   > to sanely ration   
   > that poets and witches don't mix   
   > What the hell said the boys, and joined in the noise   
   > ....Even poets sometimes need their kicks.   
      
        I say you are not telling the truth about word power.  An anagram of   
   "Aunty Kreist" is "Yea, trust ink"!   
      
        And you have many anagrams:   
        2) Aint sky true?   
        3) Saint Turkey   
        4) Nut stair key   
        5) Ate risky nut   
        6) Nay true skit   
        7) Ate rusty ink   
      
        There is always more.   
      
   --   
      
               Sick Mind   
   borodcar@att.net   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)