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I would to heaven that I were so much clay,
As I am blood, bone, marrow, passion, feeling - Because at least the past were passed away - And for the future - (but I write this reeling, Having got drunk exceedingly today, So that I seem to stand upon the ceiling) I say - the future is a serious matter - And so - for God's sake - hock and soda water! 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 |