For no apparent reason, Heather Lennox shouted to Linda Bence:

 PO>>> Oh, that.  Well, here they are.  You /do/ realize how much
 PO>>> like CDs those blasted AOHell CD-ROMs look like music CDs,
 PO>>> don't you?
 LB>> Yes I do...you know, I'm gonna blow everyones mind now.
 LB>> Reeky has been causing trouble here, I listen to him in my
 LB>> cell, but now we're gonna have speakers in all the sells
 LB>> playing John Denver's songs...I'm back into him now and I'm
 LB>> SURE everyone loves him....

 HL> 
 HL> I think we're gonna need these.
 HL> 

You might, but not I.

And now, as I threatened:

             Oh God I'm An Ocean Buoy - John Denver's Final Song

                        Took a flight from the farm
                           and I never came back
                          Built a plane from a kit
                        But I didn't have the knack
                           Jumped in the cockpit
                           and downed a six-pack
                         And now I'm an ocean buoy

                        Well, I grabbed the controls
                          And I started to fiddle
                            Got flames coming up
                         On my face like a griddle
                          Air flight ain't nothing
                         But a funny, funny riddle
                         So now I'm an ocean buoy.

                     Well, my head's chopped in pieces
                        And my body's full of dents
                            They'll identify me
                        By my guitar's fingerprints
                            I tried to "dry out"
                          But instead got a rinse
                         And now I'm an ocean buoy

                        Well, it's really farrr out
                     When you're down 'neath the water
                          I just ain't been right
                       Since I started on the bottle
                            I reach for Jim Beam
                       But instead grab the throttle
                         And now I'm an ocean buoy

                        Well, I grabbed the controls
                          And I started to fiddle
                            Got flames coming up
                         On my face like a griddle
                      George Burns appeared beside me
                        And we prayed just a little
                        Oh God!  I'm an ocean buoy!

                         The day's just about over
                         And I'm sinking kinda low
                           In the undersea world
                            of Jacques Cousteau
                          Calypso can you find me
                         By the bubbles that I blow
                       'Cause now I'm an ocean buoy.



Phil Osophy

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