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- Date: Thu, 31 Dec 1992 13:20:51 CST
- Sender: English Language Discussion Group <WORDS-L@uga.cc.uga.edu>
- From: Natalie Maynor <maynor@RA.MSSTATE.EDU>
- Subject: Re: Song (for Natalie)
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- The Good-Torkel
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- I wonder, by my beagle, what thou and I
- Did, till we e-mailed? Were we productive then,
- Sucked knowledge and wrote papers childishly?
- Or snorted we in the halls of academe?
- 'Twas so; But this, all pleasures fancies be.
- If ever any jollies came to me,
- Twere seeds and shoots and dreams prefiguring E.
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- And now good Torkel delves into our souls,
- Which through the airy phone lines grow more near;
- For e-mail all other meaning in life controls,
- And makes the internet an everywhere.
- Let word processors to new fonts have gone,
- Let Lotus to other, facts and numbers shown,
- Let us possess e-life; each hath one, and is one.
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- My mail on thy screen, thine on mine appears,
- Reflections just as real as eyes reflect;
- Where can we find such merging without fears
- Without sharp sound, without careless neglect?
- Whatever fades was not sent equally;
- If our two hosts be linked, or thou and I
- Think so alike that none do waver, none will sigh.
- --Natalie (maynor@ra.msstate.edu)
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