Bastian, Here is the copy of the poem you wrote on the wall yesterday. You are truly a poet.
I cried out in pain a moment ago It was a pain, only I could know. It happened alone with nobody near It happened after I had too many beers The pain was real. The pain did last The pain was mine I had zipped too fast. -- To UNSUBSCRIBE, email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] with a subject of "unsubscribe". Trouble? Contact [EMAIL PROTECTED]
