It must be my turn now then 


Earlier Richard H.C. Seabrook was saying:
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>     On Sun, 20 Nov 1994, Paula Davidson wrote:
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>   >   On Sun, 20 Nov 1994, Alan put a finger on Rose's song:
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>   >   >   Dearest Rose,
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>   >   >   I was a madman, now a witch
>   >   >   >   Make music now, in perfect pitch
>   >        To penetrate a hungry slitch
>           -- there's no returning through the lych
      So here I stand without a stitch
>   >   >   Upon a boat in wine-dark sea -  
>   >   >   >   Grace notes 'round the harmony -
>   >        Lend fragile shelter on the lee
>           From gale or howling banishee..
          Across the seas of Galilee
>   >   >   Loose everything; the night is pitch -  
>   >   >   >   Tighten strings blessed by a witch -
>   >          And weave a matrix dark and rich
>             A warp and weft of words to stitch --
            A beggars shroud left in a ditch
>   >   >          For I shall weep  
>   >   >   >        Chord full and deep
>   >              That one may reap
>                 A troubled sleep
                my peace to keep
>   >   >   Ere I would spell, to turn a witch  -
>   >   >   >   Make music now, in perfect pitch
>   >         A tune to gnaw the growing itch
>             And spite the devil in his niche
            The itch is one I just can't reach
>   >   >   Before my love, in harmony  
>   >       I sing the song of thee and me
>   >   >   >   And pay life's ransom to the sea...
        A debt to pay eternally
>          Cantamus canticle Cygni.
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