Fortune Linuxando

• fortune@linuxando~ $fortune -m songspoems | cowsay

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Disillusioned words like bullets bark,

As human gods aim for their mark,

Make everything from toy guns that spark

To flesh-colored christs that glow in the dark.

It's easy to see without looking too far

That not much is really sacred.

 -Bob Dylan

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