Fortune Linuxando

fortune@linuxando~ $fortune -m songspoems | cowsay

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"You are old, Father William," the young man said,

 "All your papers these days look the same;

Those William's would be better unread --

 Do these facts never fill you with shame?"

"In my youth," Father William replied to his son,

 "I wrote wonderful papers galore;

But the great reputation I found that I'd won,

 Made it pointless to think any more."

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