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fortune@linuxando~ $fortune -m songspoems | cowsay

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The sun was shining on the sea,

Shining with all his might:

He did his very best to make

The billows smooth and bright --

And this was very odd, because it was

The middle of the night.

 -Lewis Carroll, "Through the Looking Glass"

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