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• And all should cry, Beware! Beware! / His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
  Weave a circle round him thrice, / And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honeydew hath fed, / And drunk the milk of Paradise....
• Twas the Night before Crisis 'Twas the night before crisis, and all through the house, Not a program was working not even a browse.
  The programmers were wrung out too mindless to care, Knowing chances of cutover hadn't a prayer....
• Much to his Mum and Dad's dismay, Horace ate himself one day.
  He didn't stop to say his grace, he just sat down and ate his face....
• Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And welt'ring in his blood
  Deserted, at his utmost need, By those his former bounty fed, On the bare earth expos'd he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes....
• Beware the eyes of Morphy.
• From the crown of his head to the sole of his foot he is all mirth
  he has twice or thrice cut Cupid's bowstring, and the little hangman dare not shoot at him...
• Of all the blessedness of sleep. -- Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834), _The Knight's Tomb_
• All persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental, and should not be construed.
  -- Kurt Vonnegut 117. A faithful dog will always stay with you And laugh with you --or cry-- He'll gladly starve to stay with you Nor ever reason why....