Hello world, Hello universe, Hello all tetraoids out there. This
is the fucking best song in this contest of waffles. It's time
to celebrate - I came 6th in a music-contest. My average position
before this contest was fucking last.    Not last but the most
last one of the most last. Look in the sky - and fly high. How
do dead molecules transfer in spaceless motion?? I hope you notice
the effect at the end of the song. I'm playing a pattern forward
in one sound channel on the same time as I play the same pattern
reversed in another one.           Dawn is coming and I feel
tired after writing this scroll. I'm going to sleep in my new
sleeping-bag.     :-)    To you programmers hacking and cracking
with SEKA - try ASMONE, personally I prefer it.   Ab ovo.   
         Juerne inverbe magistre.(He He He) Oh Oh a gutsy poem
for the people: A little goat is standing on a hill. Up came
a horse and made a drill.        Under the hill was a river.
And the goat got fever.      Now a sick goat is standing on a
peak. And a horse is taking a leak.    Little here and little
there is horse urine.       In a little cottage far away, the
goat's mother is screaming "Hey!".      The little mad man in
her garden, excused and begged his pardon.        The milkman
in the town hurried out to get the post.    And Postman Pat is
a heck of a postman.             How did you like this poem?
Good I hope. Try the subway. Help a goat and kill a frog.  Love
cats and surprise your mother. Hit a fly and shit in a toilet.
  -------------- GUTS of DEFIERS signs off...................
                  (Nothing to explain here, this tune is wierd,
but sure a 100points scroll-text!)         