"We would get this out faster if you were my webmaster!

Huh, Tim? Can we post online now?"

"Sure ... except ... well, the bandwidth ..." [There's no rhyme 'for bandwidth',

I think. The word 'bandwidth' is like 'month'. Blah blah bandwidth.]

Says Lum "Can I help? Show me how."

[Pip says: Dang me! 102 verses. Are you lost yet? The whole rave is at http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/kill_the_president.html.]