setirpS neilA ,retsnoM deyE-guB a tohs I ;nug retsnoM deyE-guB ym htiW der denrut eyE stI )daeh sti did sA( :nuf rof ,smees ti ,tsuj nehT ,detapissid ydob stI ,detaler demees taht yaw a nI .nus eht fo gniralf cinhcetoryp eht oT     Alien Sprites I shot a Bug-Eyed Monster, With my Bug-Eyed Monster gun; Its Eye turned red (As did its head) Then just, it seems, for fun: Its body dissipated, In a way that seemed related, To the pyrotechnic flaring of the sun.
	eloeruA eht fo trap si egap sihT This page is part of the Aureole
	Mirror, mirror, on the wall. You don't reflect too well at all. "Well, be my guest," the mirror said, "And just reflect yourself instead." So saying, he went quite opaque. Now really! Oh, for goodness' sake! Without a mirror in my sight, There's no-one left to see I'm right!
	Ink Amera (C) David 31/8/2007 Contact