SneeakyAsian wrote...
[color=#993300]And rhyme we shall, my fellow comrade
To have your presence makes me so glad
It has been long, or so I feel,
That the sweet urge to rhyme came,
but now it's here, and I shan't reel,
let me show you my real game.
For upon this café I thus lay,
the gifts of song and dance,
and much like playwrites we shall play,
with words alike a lance.
And with fiery passion we shall speak,
and lo all shall behold,
the awesome power to make meek
all those that anger withhold.