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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Hey Son That's MY Sun!
[time] => 2003-05-10 01:05:00
[hometext] => A silly piece of whimsy I put together trying to cheer myself up. But now that I consider the matter more, I think it might just be true...
[bodytext] => Hey Son, That's MY Sun!
----------------------------------------------------- They have a base on Venus you know, Hidden in air conditioned splendor 'neath The swirling, noxious, concealing clouds. Hidden there, they steal our sunshine. They siphon it off as it rushes past, Forcing through coils in strange engines, Only to expel it like used motor oil. Then they flush it back on it's way. Why do they act in such a selfish manner, Taking our sunlight when there is plenty for all? I wonder if they're just addicted to vitamin C, Or, maybe, jealous of George Hamilton's Tan. I see by your eyes that you don't believe me. But, I know what is going on, I do, I do. Look at that sunlight, see how dim it shows. Second hand! Used! Oh yes, I know, I know. May 9, 2003 Frank Van Hoose [comments] => 1 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 25 [informant] => Ravan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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