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Date: June 07, 2006 at 21:49:13
From: Al P., [64-252-129-243.adsl.snet.net]
Subject: Re: I had a dream


I dreamed of a week where my beeper would not sound
I was on-call each night and not to be found.
Foresaken was the hospitalist,
I had become the half moon nocturnalist.

Hearty breakfasts were served at 5 PM.
Supper at dawn included eggs and ham.

There were worms and shrimp and sand eels too.
Cigars, cigarettes and a drink or two.
My Dad was there and maybe you.

Coves and parks and rivers and streams
Many places I had never seen
There were fish and flies and a girl named Briana
Do you think it may have been Montana?

A sense of magic in the air
And for that we gave away all care
To see the world in its place
Put us in a state of grace

Order established by the flow
Static structure it does not know
A dead drifted fly answers the call
And to it big stripers would fall

In the end it was my brother and I
Heavy rain fell from a moonless sky
Washing all that was before
Leaving us an open door


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