So, you probably don't know this, actually there's no way you COULD know this, but there is content for this blog THAT HAS ALREADY BEEN WRITTEN that you don't have any access to! What are the owners of this blog up to, anyway? Trying to get your hard earned money in some sort of subscription scheme? [note to self: investigate subscription selling schemes for blog]
NO!!!! Actually, what it's doing out there is just waiting for Stacey to apply a final spit and polish to it, even though it's already quality material. So, in my little form of protest, I'm going to start writing limericks about Stacey and her "work ethic" until she gets some of this stuff through to her adoring public!
So, without further ado:
There once was a writer in Boulder
Whose heart could not be any colder
For she withheld her work
Like some kind of big jerk
And would never do what her friends told her.
There once was a girl with some goats
Whose poetry went for the throat
At least, when she would write
And not simply delight
In examining poor, helpless stoats.
And this will continue!!!!! Consider this a warning, I am also capable of doing long form epic poetry...
1 comment:
All right, all right, I'll try to post something today. Enough of your Vogon Poetry!
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