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May 2012
My dog only knows what's at the end of his nose
But our brains are much bigger than Fido's or Digger's
So are the questions composed

Answers we find of various kinds
So the questions get harder
Pushing us farther
Till our poor monkey brains overload

Don't ask that question
Take a different direction
There are some things we never will solve
Let sleeping dogs lie, put those questions aside
Perhaps this should be our resolve
You may well disagree.  I respect that.
martin
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martin  England
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   Raj Arumugam, ---, DieingEmbers, --- and Odi
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