Phil, did you come up with this yourself?  This was really done well I must
admit!  Thank you very much for sharing.....this is a keeper!

(so sad, but yet so true....) 




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

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

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

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

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

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

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




--- GoldED/W32