Sunday here at NORWESCON
And my thoughts go on and on,
Things have changed and time is gone
Another year for me at dawn...
Another year for this word-crafter,
And my rhymes are getting dafter,
But your smiles and your laughter,
Are effects that I am after...
That and Random Acts of Lust,
Among the people I can trust,
And though my life acquires dust,
Attempts
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