May. 13th, 2004

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Many a day in the deepness of the woods/ there could be seen prancing to and fro/ a gentle soul much like the fairy folk of the forests/ and he clad himself in naught but his smile/ dancing and singing and naked as a jaybird. // Some would look upon him and say Paris/ though others would call to him by the name of Orlando/ for both are cities of great pleasure and debauchery/ and from the trees flowers would shower down upon him/ as he continued his erotic dance beneath their boughs/ as one posessed by Terpsichore.

And now that I have your attention...

Good night.

Until next time, I remain as always,

Zhie, protector of the small, fluffy and purple things that got wocka wocka kazowie wow in the night.

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