From: Twittering One on
"Bring me wine, but wine which never grew
In the belly of the grape,
Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, reaching through
Under the Andes to the Cape,
Suffer no savor of the earth to scape.

Let its grapes the morn salute
>From a nocturnal root,
Which feels the acrid juice
Of Styx and Erebus;
And turns the woe of Night,
By its own craft, to a more rich delight."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

From: Twittering One on
"O, will you eat no grapes, my royal fox?
Yes, but you will my noble grapes, an if
My royal fox could reach them: I have seen a medicine
That's able to breathe life into a stone,
Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary
With spritely fire and motion; whose simple touch,
Is powerful to araise King Pepin, nay,
To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand,
And write to her a love-line."
~ Lafeu,
"All Swell That End's Well"

From: Twittering One on
Come on guys, their numbers are dropping ...

Click ~ !

~ * The Animal Rescue
Site ~ Click the purple button
To feed an animal in need, every click gives a bowl ...

http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com

~ * ~

From: nightbat on
nightbat wrote

Twittering One wrote:

> Come on guys, their numbers are dropping ...
>
> Click ~ !
>
> ~ * The Animal Rescue
> Site ~ Click the purple button
> To feed an animal in need, every click gives a bowl ...
>
> http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com
>
> ~ * ~
>

nightbat

Very well Lt. Twitty, it is done.

at your service,
the nightbat
From: Twittering One on
Good going, bat ~ !