From kbryant@husc.harvard.edu  Thu Aug 11 14:40:41 1994
Subject: This is sick (fwd)
To: zecca@sage.cgd.ucar.EDU (Admiral Avenger)
Date: Thu, 11 Aug 1994 16:40:36 -0400 (EDT)
Status: RO

See what you got me into???

|> Date: Thu, 11 Aug 94 13:51:56 EDT
|> From: Dave Hogg 
|> 
|> This is what happens when they leave me alone in the office:
|> 
|> *HUGS*
|> 
|> Firehawk
|> 
|> ***
|> 
|> Hard Bread Woman
|> (with deep apologies to everyone connected with the original)
|> 
|> If never I ate you
|> I'd never have seen you cry
|> If not for that first salad
|> We'd never have to say good-bye
|> If never I crunched you
|> My feelin's would never show
|> It's time I start eating
|> But there's so much you'll never know
|> I keep tellin' you hard bread woman
|> You ain't a hard bread woman
|> 
|> Crout, the toaster's only daughter
|> A child of the wheatfield
|> Too proud to be a muffin
|> Crout, I really love ya
|> I can't forget about you
|> You'll be a hard bread woman
|> Baby til you find your jam.
|> 
|> Before I go let me salt you
|> And wipe the crumbs from your eyes
|> I don't wanna munch you girl
|> You know I could never lie
|> I keep tellin' you hard bread woman
|> You ain't a hard bread woman
|> You'll be a hard bread woman 
|> Baby til you find your jam.
|> 
|> Crout, the toaster's only daughter 
|> A child of the wheatfield
|> Too proud to be a muffin
|> Crout, I really love ya
|> I can't forget about you
|> You'll be a hard luck woman 
|> Baby til you find your jam.

-- 
Copyright 1994 Michael "The Admiral" Zecca | zecca@starfury.cgd.ucar.edu
"You're a frightening man, Zecca." -- Colin Roald, 7 June 1994
"Do you do SF for a *living*?" -- Brian Bevirt, 27 July 1994