Subject: poem with silly defs

From: "lindafowens" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 23 Aug 2005 11:29:47 -0400

Dear all, here is my silly poem from my as yet unsubmitted passe defs.  Linda

"Come hither," she teased, "We will festinate go--To the the Last Days of Summer Faire over the Nob. There we will savour Nummular treats, like Chowder with blebs And corn on the cob."