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Dear Steve,

This is much too good to waste its sweetness on the cyber-air.  Do you 
sing as well?  I think a CD is in the making.

Nancy


Date sent:      	Thu, 1 Mar 2001 17:41:10 EST
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Subject:        	Re: The rewarding classics

In a message dated 3/1/01 9:46:31 AM EST, [log in to unmask] writes:

> Dear Steve,
>  
>  Please add me to those begging for the lyrics to "Mr. Apollinax" to the
>  tune of "Yellow Submarine."  
>
>  Nancy

Nancy, how could I ever refuse a request from you??

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(To the tune of "Yellow Submarine")
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In the States, where I was born,
Once a centaur came for tea,
A shy figure in the trees,
Like Priapus in shrubbery.

Tinkled laughter that was sly,
Like the old man of the sea,
Mr. Apollinax laughs
So profound and submarine.

His laugh was so profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
His laugh was so profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
Profound and submarine

Mrs. Phlaccus is a bore,
Channing-Cheetah lives next door,
And the game began to play. . .

His laugh was so profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
His laugh was so profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
Profound and submarine

"Charming man"-"What did he mean?"-
Head was grinning over a screen.
"Mrs. Cheetah, see you soon"
(Slice of lemon, macaroon).

His laugh was so profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
His laugh was so profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
Profound and submarine

His laugh was so profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
His laugh was so profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
Profound and submarine
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-- Steve --