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Silence

To sit in solemn silence on a dull dark dock
In a pestilential prison with a lifelong lock

Awaiting the sensation of a short sharp shock

From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block.

Fighters,

I was reminded of this little rhyme today. We used to use it as a vocal warm-up for the plays I did at Drury. It's a morbid little rhyme now isn't it... so I decided to attempt to draw it. Anyways my day was the opposite of this drawing. The weather was gorgeous and I got to swim, read in the sun and play some putt-putt. I guess that's pretty cool. 

Jeremy,

Your weapon tomorrow is a bit of dialogue from Atreyu, "Ho." I thought it was a funny way for him to enter Engywook's observatory. Let's see how that fairs.