Date: | Wed, 16 May 2007 12:00AM PDT) |
From: | "John French" <mosshead7@yahoo.com> |
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To: | am@cnn.com , heydave@cbsnews.com, redeye@foxnews.com, showbiztonight@cnn.com, comments@foxnews.com, feedback@foxnews.com, television@nytimes.com, "am@cnn.com" <am@cnn.com>, "friends@foxnews.com" <friends@foxnews.com>, "robin&company@cnn.com" <robin&company@cnn.com>, "today@nbc.com" <today@nbc.com> |
Hi Karin, I hope CNN doesn't turn you into
a clone of Soledad or another robotic type manufactured anchor -
It would be such a shame and such a loss as proven when you were
w/ FNC and Fox & Friends you can deliver so so much more and
really change the way we receive the NEWS and view the NEWS and
its delivery --- Will we ever see you play w/ puppies again?
...have a roller-blade contest again? ... You Friend, John
French
As pretty as a song
A song could ever be Like Christmas on a river Without a boat or Christmas tree This afternoon with you was something like a letter The kind that someone writes but never sends And when you look at me You remind me that someday it's gonna end And when you pass on I bet you miss your friends As simple as a breeze Tugging hard upon the sail Been moving through these streets forever From Istanbul to Amsterdam This afternoon with you was something like a letter The kind that someone writes but never sends And when you look at me You remind me that someday it's gonna end And when you pass on God, I bet you miss your friends As pretty as a song A song could ever be Like Christmas on a river Without a boat or Christmas tree This afternoon with you was something like a letter The kind that someone writes but never sends And when you look at me You remind me that someday it's gonna end And when you pass on God, I bet you miss your friends Miss your friends God, I bet you miss your friends
-Friends-
-Ryan Adams-
-Cold Roses-
Best of the Roses,
John French mystrawhat.com
Things We're Afraid to Say: Webs of
Everyday Media
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Poetry By
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