Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapaire - PM
Date: 17 Apr 06 - 03:54 PM

Gather ye BS while ye may,         
Old MOAB is still a-flying:         
And this same truth that smiles to-day         
To-morrow may be lying.         

The glorious lamp of heaven, our Mom
The higher she 's a-getting,         
And not one of her kids is dumb,         
And never she'll be setting.         

That age was good which is the first,         
When youth and blood were warmer;         
But being spent, she had not cursed         
And mellow now, a charmer.         

Then be not coy, but waste your time,         
And while ye may, post MOAB,         
For having lost but once your prime,         
Ye may be forever slow, Ab.

            --Robert Hatrack: Pomes Old and Newish (Hartford: Blavatsky and Smith, 1878)