There once was a man named Thrak,
who thought he had broken his back.
He layed down on a log,
cried for his widowed wife thog,
and we came and healed poor Thrak.
There once was a man named cleft,
who had been the victim of a devious theft!
He started killing in the street,
But without missing a beat,
we came, we healed, and left.
Just throwing some ideas in
[ 12-31-2005, 01:45 AM: Message edited by: Kyrvias ]