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Since it is now after midnight here, it is now April FoolrCOs Day here,
so this fool will post the following:

Sarah McLachlan -- ICE (from https://www.sarahmclachlan.com/track/ice/):

The ice is thin, come on dive in
Underneath my lucid skin, the cold is lost, forgotten
Hours pass, days pass, time stands still
Light gets dark and darkness fills my secret heart forbidden

I think you worried for me then
The subtle way that IrCOd give in but I know you liked the show
Tied down to this bed of shame
You tried to move around the pain but, oh, your soul is anchored

The only comfort is the moving of the river
You enter into me, a lie upon your lips
Offer what you can, IrCOll take all that I can get
Only a foolrCOs here

Well, I donrCOt like your tragic sighs
As if your God as passed you by, well, hey fool, thatrCOs your deception
Your angels speak with jilted tongues
The serpentrCOs tale has come undone, you have no strength to squander

The only comfort is the moving of the river
You enter into me, a lie upon your lips
Offer what you can, IrCOll take all that I can get
Only a foolrCOs here to stay, only a foolrCOs here to stay, only a foolrCOs here

Since I am SarahrCOs fool and I believe she has prophetic dreams
special ability, and with the coincidence of April FoolrCOs Day
and full moon, I hope the above bodes well for me and the
world tomorrow evening/night, when I will begin yet another
mystic attempt at moonrise here, a bit more than four hours
before the exact time of full moon.

(And congratulations to Sarah for her Adult Contemporary Juno award.)

(Also note that as of midnight I am now officially unemployed.)
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https://www.nfld.com/~dalton/dtales.html Salmon on the Thorns (mystic page) rCLI gave my love a golden feather; I gave my love a heart of stone; When you find a golden feather it means yourCOll never lose your way back homerCY(RR)

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From Newsgroup: alt.religion.druid

On Apr 1, 2026, David Dalton wrote
(in article<0001HW.2F7CC04C02E3B50330655938F@news.eternal-september.org>):

Since it is now after midnight here, it is now April FoolrCOs Day here,
so this fool will post the following:

Sarah McLachlan -- ICE (from https://www.sarahmclachlan.com/track/ice/):

The ice is thin, come on dive in
Underneath my lucid skin, the cold is lost, forgotten
Hours pass, days pass, time stands still
Light gets dark and darkness fills my secret heart forbidden

I think you worried for me then
The subtle way that IrCOd give in but I know you liked the show
Tied down to this bed of shame
You tried to move around the pain but, oh, your soul is anchored

The only comfort is the moving of the river
You enter into me, a lie upon your lips
Offer what you can, IrCOll take all that I can get
Only a foolrCOs here

Well, I donrCOt like your tragic sighs
As if your God as passed you by, well, hey fool, thatrCOs your deception
Your angels speak with jilted tongues
The serpentrCOs tale has come undone, you have no strength to squander

The only comfort is the moving of the river
You enter into me, a lie upon your lips
Offer what you can, IrCOll take all that I can get
Only a foolrCOs here to stay, only a foolrCOs here to stay, only a foolrCOs here

Since I am SarahrCOs fool and I believe she has prophetic dreams
special ability, and with the coincidence of April FoolrCOs Day
and full moon, I hope the above bodes well for me and the
world tomorrow evening/night, when I will begin yet another
mystic attempt at moonrise here, a bit more than four hours
before the exact time of full moon.

(And congratulations to Sarah for her Adult Contemporary Juno award.)

(Also note that as of midnight I am now officially unemployed.)

The version of this that I posted to the Fumblers Facebook group has
been deleted by an admin, though I imagine a few people saw it
before it was deleted. So it seems they wonrCOt accept any personal/mystical/playful interpretations of SarahrCOs songs.
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https://www.nfld.com/~dalton/dtales.html Salmon on the Thorns (mystic page) rCLI gave my love a golden feather; I gave my love a heart of stone; When you find a golden feather it means yourCOll never lose your way back homerCY(RR)

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