Fantasist’s Scroll

Fun, Fiction and Strange Things from the Desk of the Fantasist.

3/31/2004

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— Posted by the Fantasist during the Hour of the Rat which is in the wee hours.
The moon is Waxing Crescent

Now, for something different…

I think in strange tounges,
with agglutinating verbs,
but I write English…

No more research left,
but still the blank page sees me.
Now, I have to write.

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— Posted by the Fantasist during the Hour of the Rat which is in the wee hours.
The moon is Waxing Crescent

Ever notice I write a lot of poetry about geek jobs?

Spring, and jobs bloom like
flowers, am I stuck in mud?
Time for a new job!

or…

Spring, and jobs bloom like
flowers, why am I stuck here?
Time for a new job…

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— Posted by the Fantasist during the Hour of the Rat which is in the wee hours.
The moon is Waxing Crescent

Snow blinks on my screen,
red lights on the router say,
“The end is here… Now.”

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