1 As I sit alone on a high mountain in peruI came here in hopes to renewMy feelings in all things good honest and trueOver an open fire as I cook a pot of Jack Rabbet stewGazing at the sky all pink purple and blueMy thought wonder and I think of youALL ALONE 2 hello im here. where are you? 3 Hello? Good God! I've got mail.I'm not alone now. Actually I wasn'ttoo lonely with the pink, purple and blue rabbitstaring at me from out of the pot.I should have gouged its eyes out first.Over the open fireI take a leakwhile gazing at the bunny rabbitgazing back at little ole me. Is Peru the Artichoke State?In my heart of hearts Dinty Moore stew is better than having you! 4 hi ill tell you now i will not be on again for a long time. but leave me something at crystallynn@iname.com ok ill miss you "all" bye byeall alone aka-crystal lynn
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1. ALONE on Sunday, February 07, 1999, 03:59:06. 2. all alone on Monday, May 03, 1999, 13:09:58. 3. Bobby (Rusty) Smith aka zoo-ooze (Brueckl100@aol.com) on Monday, May 31, 1999, 17:16:28. 4. all alone on Thursday, June 10, 1999, 20:07:35.
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