Witness a machine turn coffee into pointless ramblings...
10 February, 2004
The Skin Graft Man Won't Get You
Now that I've got this new-found power, I'll post a picture:
This is the picture on which my tattoo is based. Oh Jack, My Jack. Alrighty, I'll quit with the pictures now...
Have you seen Jack-In-The-Green? With his long tail hanging down. He quietly sits under every tree in the folds of his velvet gown. He drinks from the empty acorn cup the dew that dawn sweetly bestows. And taps his cane upon the ground signals the snowdrops it's time to grow.
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