Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Riddle Poem

I precede the dawn
I am frequently elevating myself
I was raised on vomit
I come in many forms, different extremes
Elegance and savagery; black to white
My tune compliments beautiful scenery
or can disrupt your unconcious moments
What am I?

Answer: http://http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dhmpf4bw_7gqtrwhhd

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