Experimenting with my computer again, please bear with me. This computer stuff is difficult for non-technical types, like plumbers and such.
Mike -----Original Message----- From: Enter your name here <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [email protected] <[email protected]> Date: Friday, June 02, 2000 9:32 PM Subject: [COUPERS] I saw an Alon today I Saw An Alon Today I heard a noise, outside I think It came from over head A noise loud and sputtery With at least one cylinder dead I look in time to see a plane If you want to call it that An old man perched upon the seat In a torn and tattered hat It's covered in oil from nose to tail With parts vibrating loose A sour look upon his face Like drinking grapefruit juice It made me wonder, It made me think How did it get up there? Was the old man crazy, or just a fool With nothing left to dare At a snail's pace it crossed the sky With smoke in trail behind A cloud descends upon the town I've thoughts that aren't so kind It's finally gone, peace is restored The racket has died down The old man is gone, the picture fades It's memory makes me frown This story has come to it's end I've nothing left to say Except these words you've heard before I saw an Alon today Mike Shipley (Ercoupe poet and all around good guy) Q94
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