Sioux

Now it is time for sleep where I can in a safe place and I know Tim, I was just answering Krikie in a way of literal way.

Indeed, and it is a good one at that.

And um. It happens to come from Castles Made of Sand.. the Hendrix song.

"...surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night."

It isn't....For I won't ever be killed in that fashion since I am a Native American who attacks from the shadows and finds a safe place to sleep.

I hope that isn't a biography on sioux.

No, You leave the monkey out of this...and Tim, The little poem thingy is awesome. Though, saddening a tiny bit.

That monkey is cool. Leave him out of this, or I'll post him. Mooha.

A little indian brave who before he was ten,
Played wargames in the woods with his indian friends
And he built up a dream that when he grew up
He would be a fearless warrior indian cheif
Many moons past and more the dream grew strong until
Tomorrow he would sing his first warsong and fight his first battle
But something went wrong, surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night.

As long as that moneky stays where he is, I am fine. (See first page of my CB.)