I once was a dam builder, acrossed a river deep and wide, where steel and water did collide, A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado, I slipped and fell in to the wet concrete below, They buried me in that great tomb that has no signs, But I am still a live, I'll alway be around!!
__________________ My Reservation has no Post office. So nothing coming in and absolutely nothing going out. I am just a figment of the collective imagination of the people on this site. |