dali!caesar.cs.montana.edu!ogicse!emory!swrinde!cs.utexas.edu!uunet!microsoft!phillipg Thu Dec 7 15:45:23 MST 7149 of rec.humor: dali!caesar.cs.montana.edu!ogicse!emory!swrinde!cs.utexas.edu!uunet!microsoft!phillipg [email protected] (Phillip Garding) rec.humor Subject: Revere <[email protected] > Date: 7 Dec 89 GMT Organization: Microsoft Corp., WA 48 Posted: Thu Dec 7 1989 "The of Paul Rever e" Sherman from As the clock twelve that fateful night In the of Boston, Mass, Our forefathers were asleep, of course. From beneath their came a noise That almost broke the a wild-eyed on a breathless horse. So our forefathers out, "Who goes here?" And the answered, "Paul Revere." So our climbed out of bed, And they went to the and said, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, Revere! Please don't make all that noise here. How can we rest from down in the street Comes the clomping and the stomping of your big feet. "Go away or we'll the police. And report disturbing the peace! Stop horsing in the of the night. Tell those people at the Old church to turn out that light! "Whatever you're trying to say, it'll Go to sleep, Revere, go to sleep. "Are you planning to stay until you please get that horse off my You're drunk and disorderly, feeling oats. Tell those behind you to take off those silly red coats "Why, carrying on like the British are here! Go to sleep, go to sleep, Revere. Go to sleep, go to sleep, Rever e. Go to sleep, go to sleep, Revere." (after stops) "The king hear of this!" /* * Phillip Garding, One Microsoft Way, Redmond, WA * phillipg@microsoft!uunet * there's smoke, there's work! */