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One day in Gor, I met a man, I asked, "Who are you?" He said, "Why, I am Sam! I am not Kotyk or Thabanus or Dan, I am not Caprus, Damian or Fogaban, I am not Viga, Digenes or Koramm, I'm not Solomon either! Sam I am!"
Now, Sam likes to talk, and he itches to learn, But, today Yahoo was making him burn. Most days, his cheetachat works just fine, but today, Sam kept getting booted offline. Sam likes to discuss, and he enjoys a good debate, We'd ask him a question, he'd lag, and we'd wait. Finally in frustration, the topic we'd change, He'd answer the first topic.... The conversation was quite strange.
Eventually, we ran out of things to talk about, We found ourselves just watching Sam log in and out. Slaves looked to the ground, Masters gazed at the sky, Unable to contain myself, I said with a sigh....
"You've used up all your "WB's," Sam, I will not "WB" you, Sam I am." I tried to tie Sam to a tree, I wrapped a rope around his knee, I tried to save him from the hands, but Yahoo kept snatching Sam I am.
We do not know where they take Sam, when they steal him from this land, perhaps there are kajirae in cyber space, cause Sam returns with a smile on his face.
Now, we've come to the end of our discussion, We ran out of topics, we talk about nuthin. We're not sure where Sam is taken by the powers that be... but, I heard Fahroah whisper..... "Next time, take ME!" |
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