Bbrrr BRRRrrr. The phone vibrated in the dark corner
Ginger-ly, I paced towards the illuminated object
I held it in my hands, the light faded away
"Thomas, time to eat!", came the sound from below
sadly so, the phone soon became the object of neglect
My tummy began to rumble, then bellow.

[fOOOd]

afterwards, my curiosity got the better of my langour
Again, the journey was epic, towards the dark edge of el desko
The phone shone bright like the new moon by my windowsill
I pressed the oval shaped buttons of the 3200
vua la. A new message.
from........... you.
haha. malapropisms sure sound lame. but yes.yo Yo Yooo yulin

The message was an s.o.s. , a call for help.
how unapt I was for the rescue.
for even save myself from the plight, with might
I was unable

to snip snip the story from loooooooooooong to long to short
online I was drawing on paint
relinquishing my childhood flair for art
aesthetically pleasing, maybe only to some old farts
well it rhymed
and now, the time is early as well as late.
For yesterday's night ends with todays morning
should I say mourning
If sleep I do not catch enough of
tomorrow church will definitely be tiresome
well I guess I should be off!

toodles poodles~! woof!

drummed at 12:08 AM;