Fortune Linuxando

fortune@linuxando~ $fortune -m songspoems | cowsay

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As I was going up Punch Card Hill,

 Feeling worse and worser,

There I met a C.R.T.

 And it drop't me a cursor.

C.R.T., C.R.T.,

 Phosphors light on you!

If I had fifty hours a day

 I'd spend them all at you.

 -Uncle Colonel's Cursory Rhymes

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