O Moose o mio! I am a Latinist! Thy eies pierce mine souleth withe theire brilliante beames! Thy face as fyne and ysmoothe as alabaster! Thy hayre as lyke fynely spunne golde! O Moose, Moose, Moose! Thy beautie surpassess ye platonycke ideale! Lo, tho art faire! Thou art passinge faire! Thou art as the harte in the forreste, and I hunteth thee! THY ANTLERES!!!! Mine souleth be a shippe, arr!
By Tay Arrow Petrarch 11/3/01 2:55:59 PM, "Mr. Chicken Fiesta" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: >i fell in love with her soul > >she fell in love with a moose > >because i'm tired of writing cliche love poems... > >===== >Naked ambition can get pretty kinky > >__________________________________________________ >Do You Yahoo!? >Find a job, post your resume. >http://careers.yahoo.com > >_______________________________________________ >Five7Five mailing list >[EMAIL PROTECTED] >http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five > _____ Tay Arrow Sherman. _______________________________________________ Five7Five mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five
