Fortune Linuxando

fortune@linuxando~ $fortune -m songspoems | cowsay

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Everything's great in this good old world;

(This is the stuff they can always use.)

God's in his heaven, the hill's dew-pearled;

(This will provide for baby's shoes.)

Hunger and War do not mean a thing;

Everything's rosy where'er we roam;

Hark, how the little birds gaily sing!

(This is what fetches the bacon home.)

 -Dorothy Parker, "The Far Sighted Muse"

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