04-22-2004, 05:25 PM
I think you missed a patch of cotton over yonder... why don't you whip up a nice chorus of "swing low" while you go over and pluck it.
<marquee>We are the music-makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams; World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams: Yet we are the movers and shakers Of the world for ever, it seems.</marquee>