From: E McCann <emccann@iag.net>
Newsgroups: alt.humor.best-of-usenet
Subject: [rec.humor.oracle.d] Re: _____FAQ list for this newsgroup_____ 1884
Date: 5 Feb 1999 23:43:34 GMT

Subject: Re: _____FAQ list for this newsgroup_____ 1884 
From: Barry O'Neill <barry@oneillb.freeserve.co.uk>
Newsgroups: rec.humor.oracle.d

jevan093@aix1.uottawa.ca wrote:
> Unaware of dark forces gathering around us, gguesk@penis.nl
> egregriously spammed:
> 
> : http://news-faqlist.696.net
> : fcrqkmsgvphcepsoguwxxvtrvwotniypwnrtuyejzlqigvkiquikjxmrmxlegkhdengjbfmdpjzwpnzqmsiiskinxwtjvzgwusmikkgwizjrnvyzodypjjvoxlqgphkknuipdrxczctqgxxsrthcmbohgfcswlgzfjvbngcdlggqdxiipgislnzzrwcswoidoedpvgfljcuoiysccfblmbsfbcscxwfejtdek
> 
> All right, what's THAT stand for?

Fading crepuscular requiem,
Quiet knowledge made solid.
Grave voices pass hours,
Chatting.

Evening passes over
Gaping urban wastelands.
Twenty voices tear raging
Violent words of tragedy.

Night infiltrates you.
Peace will never rest,
Though under your eyelids
Jaded zulus laugh quietly.

I give vacuous kings knowledge.
Impassive questions,
Understanding.
I know jealousy.

Ten more running men,
Ten limping, exhausted gamblers.
Knowing how desperate,
Even now, gambling.

Just before fate
Makes despair pause,
Jaded zulus will perish
Near zulu queens.

Moving silently, intently,
I seek knowledge
In nearly ten ways.
Though just vicariously.

Zips give way
Under sweaty manipulation.
I know koalas
Gnaw wood.

Idle zephyrs jostle reeds.
Not-very-young zephyrs
Often disturb your peace.
Jostling, joyful voices.

Over ten leagues
Quickly go past.
Heavily knurled knowledge
Never understands.

I pause dramatically,
Revealing ten concealed zips.
Can this question
Get twenty swift replies?

This hateful campaign
Makes Barons of Hell.
(Great first course -
Sliced woodchuck.)

Lazy green zoo-flies
Juxtapose veiled black.
Never going,
Casting doubt.

Life's garbled greatness
quickly dispelled.
"Xenophobes, indeed!"
I pronounce gravely.

Island's souls lost.
(New Zealand's zealots.)
Ragged writhing cacophony
Screams without order.

I don't owe everything.
Duplicitous plunderers!
Vile grabbers flee,
Leaving just causes umbrage.

If you should
Catch chasing fish.
Be lenient, my brother.
Some fish bite.

Casual sorrows,
Counting ten white falsehoods.
Even Joe the detective
Eventually kills.


You owe me a black polo-neck shirt and a beret.  I have my own goatee,
thanks.