In a message dated 12/18/2007 5:56:03 P.M. Eastern Standard Time, markpringnz@yahoo.com writes:
My mind billows with the multicoloured softly scented
waves of delight which flow across the universe of
love
Breathe deep the gathering gloom... when you enter that dark saloon.
To gather with old friends and ones yet to be made
With money to part with while the rent goes unpaid
Only pensive people look back and lament
When your face hits the floor, your money all spent...
...Brave Helios kicks up his steeds
To bring you the aspirin your hangover needs.
--Graeme Stickle
Prelude to "Forever Afternoon"
From the album, "Future Days Have Passed"