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Imperious wool-booted sage
Tho' your years as men reckon are Three You are wiser then ten times your age, And your faithfullest servants are we. Oh fluffy Philosopher small You can't read our rhymes it is true, For dinner and play are your All And Creation is - you! You cry for the moon - and you get it! You laugh and our spirits have mirth, And the least of your orders we set it O'er everything else upon earth. We know we are older - we may be Mor wise than yourself, O my sweet But today you are Queen of us Baby And we come with our gifts at your feet. Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |