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Subject:Re: Phydaye Phollies, redeux part Too, continued .. film at eleven! :)
From:John Meeks
Date:Sat, 10 Jan 2009 12:13:25 -0500

Good ones Unka Joel !!!  My GMail produced these sponsered links based
on your pomes:

Tide(R) Official Site
Do Wrinkle Creams Work?
Clorox(R): Official Site
Citrus Magic Spot & Stain
Remove Ugly Oil Stains
Mesa Rug Stain Removal
AND
Disaster Restoration

That last one seemed especially relevant... ;-)
John Meeks
'91 Multivan, '85 GL bits
Northern Michigan

Vanagon Rescue Squad
http://www.vanagonauts.com/Vanagon_Rescue_Squad74.htm

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On Fri, Jan 9, 2009 at 4:14 PM, joel walker <uncajoel@bellsouth.net> wrote:
> ok, here we goes ...
>
>                           Hind Sight
>                           by Sloppy Joe and the D.T.s
>                           with a big assist from Gary Bawden  ;)
>
>  Oh, I have slopped the surly double dunk,
>  And danced above the now-stained scalding seat -
>  Upward I've climbed, into the topmost bunk
>  of camper mine - and spilled the things i eat
>
>  on tools, and clothes that I must still to wear
>  because no changes with me had I brung.
>  I've pushed the passing wind along, with care,
>  and stung my better half to screams for air.
>
>  Up, up the longnecked foaming bottled beer
>  has spewed and stained the roof with easy grace
>  in firelight gloom, or even sunlight cheer.
>
>  And, while with silent, drunken mind I throb,
>  and mudded feet o'er carpet drag apace,
>  Put out my hand, and touched the face of Slob.
>
>
> encore? ok ... an oldie that nobody but me likes ... ;)
>
>             Depictus??
>             by Billie Ernie Hindleg
>
>  Under the bus that carries me,
>   Black as the grease on CV balls,
>  I thank whatever gods may be
>   For my decrepit overalls.
>
>  Smudges from axles, loosely gripped;
>   I have not flinched nor cried aloud
>  As blood from my knuckles (socket slipped)
>   Has colored the surface of this shroud.
>
>  Above these spots and greasy smears
>   Are streak-ed paints of different shade,
>  And stains of ketchup, mustard, beers ...
>   I wear them proudly, unafraid.
>
>  It matters not how loud the gripe
>   From friends or neighbors, wives, et al ...
>  I will not wash, though they be ripe,
>   These funky stinking overalls.
>