Fortune Linuxando

fortune@linuxando~ $fortune -m songspoems | cowsay

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Let us go then you and I

while the night is laid out against the sky

like a smear of mustard on an old pork pie.

"Nice poem Tom. I have ideas for changes though, why not come over?"

 -Ezra

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