Fortune Linuxando

fortune@linuxando~ $fortune -m songspoems | cowsay

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It hangs down from the chandelier

Nobody knows quite what it does

Its color is odd and its shape is weird

It emits a high-sounding buzz

It grows a couple of feet each day

and wriggles with sort of a twitch

Nobody bugs it 'cause it comes from

a visiting uncle who's rich!

 -To "It Came Upon A Midnight Clear"

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