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To: Hawkmoon who wrote (7839)	10/30/2001 10:19:21 PM
From: Bilow	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 23908

Hi Hawkmoon; Re FAE bombs. I would think that an FAE would make a mushroom cloud considerably better than 1000' into the air. I would be looking for more like 5,000 feet. A good FAE will kill everything within a half mile (or 2600 feet), so why would it only make a cloud 1000 feet high? The Culprit Fae Joseph Rodmand Drake ... Borne after on the wings of the blast, Northward away, he speeds him fast, And his courser follows the cloudy wain Till the hoof-strokes fall like pattering rain. The clouds roll backward as he flies, Each flickering star behind him lies, And he has reached the northern plain, And backed his fire-fly steed again, Ready to follow in its flight The streaming of the rocket-light. The star is yet in the vault of heaven, But its rocks in the summer gale; And now 'tis fitful and uneven, And now 'tis deadly pale; And now 'tis wrapp'd in sulphur smoke, And quenched is its rayless beam, And now with a rattling thunder-stroke It bursts in flash and flame. As swift as the glance of the arrowy lance That the storm-spirit flings from high, The star-shot flew o'er the welkin blue, As it fell from the sheeted sky. As swift as the wind in its trail behind The elfin gallops along, The fiends of the clouds are bellowing loud, But the sylphid charm is strong; He gallops unhurt in the shower of fire, While the cloud-fiends fly from the blaze; He watches each flake till its sparks expire, And rides in the light of its rays. But he drove his steed to the lightning's speed, And caught a glimmering spark; Then wheeled around to the fairy ground, And sped through the midnight dark. ... hearts-ease.org -- Carl