[silk] DNA: An Elegy

[Udhay Shankar N <udhay@xxxxxxxxx>]

<x-flowed> >Subject: An Elegy
>From: luandir@xxxxxxx (Luandir)
>Newsgroups: alt.fan.douglas-adams
>
>[If you can't recognize the tune, you're in the wrong generation.  Run along
>and play until the grownups are done.]
>
>When I find myself in times of trouble,
>Douglas Adams comes in view
>Speaking words of wisdom: "Forty-two."
>And in my hour of darkness,
>He is the light that shines on through
>Speaking words of wisdom: "Forty-two."
>
>Forty-two, forty-two, forty-two, forty-two.
>Whisper words of wisdom: forty-two.
>
>What are the broken-hearted people
>Living in the world to do?
>There will be an answer: Forty-two.
>For though they may be parted,
>There is still a chance to see what's true.
>There will be an answer: forty-two.
>
>Forty-two, forty-two, forty-two, forty-two.
>There will be an answer: forty-two.
>
>[Cue the choir and repeat ad infinitum.]
>
>--

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((Udhay Shankar N)) ((udhay @ pobox.com)) ((www.digeratus.com))
     God is silent. Now if we can only get Man to shut up.




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