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August 25,2000
~*Web Angels Are Watching *~
Where do little lost E-Mails go?
They're some of the nicest ones, you know,
They don't require answers, though we usually do,
reply right away, and send them away.
They scramble around in little lost bytes,
sometimes conflicts, cause them little fights
So the good ones are the set back,
and are not received, until up in heaven,
We'll have something to read.
There are little Web Angels,
filling a need, piecing bits bytes
into words, a good deed.
Filling and storing each little word,
into E-Mail folders of notes never heard.
Some of the nicest things are said,
Even at night when we are in bed.
While sugar-plum E-Mail dance in your head.
The Web Angels capture them,
and save them to be read.
God loves happy messages
E-Mail, so don't worry about lost one,
far up they will sail, ever vigilant,
The Web Angels are waiting, with
pencils in hand, these notes they are taking.
If you send Nasty Notes, you will see,
The strangest things start happening.
Hard drives crash, screens lock up...
Careful now, you're been warned, that's enough.
So Please, say something nice,
We all could use some sugar and spice.
There's so much wearisome junk on the line.
We don't always have the time, we talk in riddles.
The little Web Angels, at this they will shine.
Remember, they're waiting... so it's ok.
Let's just be careful of what we say?
~Author Unknown~
Thanks to all the folks who sent the poems
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~~Song playing~~
It's Only Make Believe
By: the late great~ Conway Twitty~
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