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That's a line from "Molly Malone," an Irish lullaby my mother used to sing me as a wee lad. For those who don't know, it's about a gal who slings shellfish from her cart in Dublin but she gets the Consumption, dies, and her ghost is doomed to walk the streets trying in vain to sell clams for all eternity. {shudder} True story. {SMOOCH} G'nite, li'l Woot! Writer, enjoy your nightmares!