The Ballad of Number 673,509
Amazon.com Sales Rank: 673,509

(dusty, Johnny Cash-like guitar music UNDER. Think of "Big Bad John")
There once was a man who sported a tan,
cracked teeth, keloid scars,
and biceps flabby as flan.

He came limping from the Desert of New Mexico,
with little talent or wit, he had Nowhere to go.
So he ended up where Nobody would know
of his sly little scheme; yes, San Diego.

For this man he had a plan in his mind;
and he started acting just like a donkey's behind.
rip off this, steal from there, and that's all it took,
to finish up his little piece of shit book.

(sotto)(...That son of a bitch is one cowardly schnook.)

So the schnook took it to the amazon.
(.com site; not the river; are you puttin' me on?)
He made false reviews, (he was good with a lie)
and he waited for sales to shoot through the sky.

There where six seven three, and five oh eight,
behind whom the man was forced to wait.
"I'm DETERMINED!" he cried, tears streaming, and then,
The bald man was gunnin' for Mister five- ten!

"I"LL SHOW YOU!", he screamed, "IIIIIIIIIIII'll even the
SSSSSSCCCCCCOOOORRRRREEEEE!"
and the people on Usenet laughed 'til they were sore.
for despite his boastful and swaggering spree,
more than six hundred thou had sold better than he.

Well you've heard the story, and you know it's all true,
it shows what one little man's ego can do.
(It got to the point where he thought he was Jesus!)
Give it up, little man. Time to pick up the pieces.


(copyright wollmaniacal 'til the cows come home yeehaw music 1998)

( Pete Anderson or Marty Stuart...I gotta session for ya...)


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http://www.databasix.com/officialcharters/alt/astrology/metapsych/charter.html

http://www.bcpl.net/~wnidiffe/bamt/aamcharter.html

We can deduce that the harrassing and irrelevent spincs can be treated
like the Sun/Moon/Mercury trine, by virtue of natural reason.  The
QUADRUPLICITIES, with Virgo transformed, are in CONJUCTION with the
dimensions of natural reason. Damn straight, pardner. Git along.