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From: al
Date: 25 Jul 2004
Time: 03:54:11 -0500
Remote Name: 216.192.14.3
Well, I finally found a Yeats poem I kinda get. "The Coming Of Wisdom With Time". Al you need to do is treat it like a fine bottle of red wine . . . open it up and let the bottle breathe a bit and soon the character has a chance to create a space filled with topnotes and insight. Explains to a T why my sunflowers are withering so well instead of whetting my appetight. (of couse I have to pop in an ad slowgoghgan here - Its good for the bottle. Its good for the can. Although "Reduce, reuse, and recycle your refuse is kinda ketchy two. Rather witty, those cretive marketing types on Madison Ave. -al