I swore I'd give it up, but every now and then a fit of poetry seizes me and before I know it weird combinations of words come tumbling out. This is a collection of a few of them. Something old, something new, scattered fragments of incomplete thoughts. No warranties or guaranties express or implied. I'm marking this complete and for all I know it may be. Or I may have another fit as soon as I hit save and involuntarily poetry all over the place. Who can say. Stay tuned. An now for something...

For @lucyface because she asked.

you can blame her.