Question and an Answer
 

One day, I asked myself a question of ultimate truth;
I felt an answer, but it was silent.

One day I asked the Cellar why am I here;
I felt an anser, but the Cellar was silent.

This one?

I'm here all week, tip your bartender.

mystic un-speller: can I have your baby?

Why? Doesn't he want it anymore? :lol:

He's talking about getting bit by that snake in the other thread he started. "Sharper than the sting of a serpent's tongue is an ungrateful child." :headshake

Was not. :lol:

Was too!

Was it a thundering silence?
As silent as a fart in a hurricane?
More like the silence of the lambs?
Silence as the absence of sound, or the absence of meaning?

Who has heard a rabbit's scream?
Ask not the rabbits
What is the ultimate truth?
Life and death.
If you wish to know the cry of a lamb
A wolf can explain that.

I've heard rabbits scream. It's just about the worst noise there is.

Calls in coyotes good, though.

Who can limn the leopards' God?

Queen, did that goose you felt feel nice? Was it an Anser canadensis?