by teri tait » Fri Jun 02, 2006 2:47 am
Cold, calculating, and bent on world domination! (Duh)
What sort of woo woo am I?
In my hands I hold a candle whose flame is small to see, And if I give but one light to you my life is filled for me.
But...In your hands you hold a torch for many eyes to see, So hold it high that they may light their candlewicks from thee.
By Faye
Nikola Tesla =