A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
| Mary, Mary, standing there in your tie dye underwear demonstrates your fashion flair on cultural balance sheet. Squeezing into Spandex pants for night of trendy dance, ignoring ignorant rants from those who cannot compete. Preparing for party gig, you must find a way to rig giant Dolly Parton wig to make impression complete. In any case, I'll be here to reassure you, my dear, that a stylish pioneer like you just cannot be beat. Notes on the Ochtfochlach form of poetry ▶︎ |