My dear colleagues,
My maiden entry to this fine forum has been long over due. I too have been intimidated by the excellence of your postings. And while I was pleased to see Jacqueline question the worth of flexitarians, I was disappointed that I was now the last to venture into the friscalating dusklight.
Then I was simply angered (though fascinated and concerned) by Jacqueline's report chronicling the dangers of wearing contacts while sleeping.
I apologize for my tardiness. In penance, I offer to you a haiku describing our beloved Friends of the Library booksale.
Ahem. . .
Box filled blessed hall
Abondoned yarns wordsmiths wove
Spent blissful hour
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I have awaited this moment in history with anticipation and expectation - with all the fervor of a great dane in heat. And I was not let down.
Katie's first post was everything I expected it to be and more. Simple, yet profound. Gracious, but not refraining from pleas for the death of a co-writer. And perhaps most important, it contained a haiku, the penultimate form of expression.
Signed,
H.R. Huffandpuff
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