Posted by Sprawl on August 6, 2007, 10:37 pm Hey gang it is Ex time. I know it has been a dry one, So U.P. and Phantom pour the coffee, Net Rat whip up a guess game, Hey Wiz and Mike the Marine, Do you realize that some here,
Dropped into the Lion Lair,
'Twas quiet as could be.
Not a cat was stirring,
Nothing jumpn', not a flea.
New season and new fights,
And here you'all are standing,
Like a buck that's caught in lights.
Since fifty-seven or so,
But hey let's not get down gang,
That rain's just gotta flow.
Plummer curse the black and white,
Lisa make some comments,
Let's get up for Thursday night.
Dave, wipe up your slate,
As Lion in El Lay, knows,
Cucamonga ain't that great.
Drop in from time to time,
'N out here in the wild-wild west,
Old Sprawl will try to rhyme.
Have been blue and silver,
For over fifty years?
*sniff* *sniff* blow in my hankey,
Spawl's all chocked up in tears.
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