It's not a question
Of if I'll fail in the goodly harvest
Of the necessary number of fields
And goodly rows
That I need to win the week
But by how sadly much
I'll fall but short
Because falling short
Is what I'll be doing today
Yeah it's deep in the 2nd
And the first was nothing special
Which means this one's gonna be
Half of that
Which is some kind fail indeed
And this but already was
On the stupid spectrum
Coming as it did
One day after
I forgot to draw
The daily drawing
Which is now the so called strip
But known as Bauwd
Which I first but started to share
At youtube yes
Which begs the question why
This day in
The Harvest Today news
Is it is grim out there
As the sunny cool weather
Has not but gotten me
Hard at work
Swinging my good poet's blade
Sweet Baevalon but ever always
So I am deep into the quarter
With little to show for it
Making failure be
An almost certainty
As I started the quarter
Short of both aims today
Just to harvest three fields
By 2528
And to win the week
By 2759
With the most I'll be able to harvest
Before it ends
Being three rows at most
And I can't be back to the writing
In the goodly 4th
Yes straight away
As I think I need to treat myself
To some bit of sweetness
Which means I'll be out and about
And not back until
Well after 8
Which isn't great
As that kind of harvest
That I sadly need
For the good of winning the week
Requires many good hours
And putting my nose
To the grinding stone
As I focus alone
And not being with the people
At happs.tv
So I'm gonna fail
In my personal quest
To harvest 20 fields this week
For that's a certainty
Yes waiting to be confirmed
With the passage of time
And not enough power
To command the flow
To come at my every command
But I'll have still but stood tall
And won myself
11 of the past 14 weeks
That have passed this year
With seven days each
As I but lay the months out
As frankly makes the most sense
If you want to keep them tidy
And ever begin and end the same
Which I surely do
And there ain't nothing wrong
With a winning mark
At 79%
Versus one but better sure
At 86%
Which is only 7
Though that drops me out
Of honour roll level
And fairly hard too
Like I should really do
Yes better at this
And I will miss
The honour roll feeling
That I have unknowingly had
All these weeks
But the want of sweetness eh
That's powerful force
That's hard to deny
And at the end of the day
Is there really that much difference
Between the goodly mark
Of 79%
Which in years was good
For the Bleu Blanc Rouge
As they closed but out
A three decade stretch
Where they happily went about winning
Just over half the Cups
That there were there for the taking
And lost a further five
In the finals eh
So could have won
Well you can math
So you know many more
They could have had
Which already makes
The haters mad
That they have 24
Imagine how mad they'd be
If they had 29
But I digress
Don't I yes
Is there really much difference
Between 79 and 86
Which as but mentioned
Was great for the Habs
And not too bad
For the Expos either
Though ended bitterly
Just two games behind
The Series winning Pirates
When it was pennant winners only
Who got to play past the season
Because if but not
But that's not how it rolled then
As for me
It was also the year
That I had my first account
At the friendly Canadian bank
That I like best
Though it was also the only one
Strictly speaking
That was to be found
In the goodly little village
That we lived but closest to
Now the branch itself
Is long since closed
As time but left it behind
But I'm still banking with them
So is there that great a difference
Between the good of 79
And the greater of 86
Which also happened to be
A Cup winning year
For the Bleu Blanc Rouge
Their lone 80's Cup
Though not their only appearance
Though that one ended wrong
As far as our fandom thinks
Because we root for the Habs
And not the Flames
Who the Habs play tonight
And I can hope
It's more akin to 86
Than 89
But My thinking is
That it won't end well
I digressed but yes again
Did I but not
As 86
Being a Cup wining year
Ain't the point
But it gets the haters' noses
Yes out of joint
So I mention it for that reason
In the smallest part
Though it's a rightful reason
As it's part of their history
Plus eff the haters
They can go get bent
Not that the haters follow or subscribe
So I don't even have to worry
About their hating little hearts
Only here I am
Fighting to stay
In the goodly ranks
Of the honour roll
As I said to the sweetness
That I choose to strive
And fight for the twentieth field
Though as it must
I have to get myself
From the 17 high
Where I started the quarter
All the way through
The long 18
And the happy 19th
Where if I am
With any decent length of time
I'll be thinking yes
I'm glad I chose the rhyme
As for choosing to listen
To the game on now
I don't feel so good about that
As the Flames but scored themselves first
With an early goal
At 3:58
I'm not feeling great
Because the Flames have one of the three blankings
The Habs have had this season
With the other two being
At the Oilers' hands
And the other because of the Jets
Who strafed them hardest
With a 5 oh shit
Whereas the oithers were
By dang yes two
And thud oh three
But writing about the Habs
Sure helps the harvest
Maybe even more but so
Than when they're winning a game
And yet another reason occurs
As I've a better shot
At winning my day
Than the Habs do theirs
So I better win mine
As they should effort harder
Or is it smarter
And join me in
The winner's circle
Which I'm sure to reach
But after theirs is decided
Yeah I'm calling it here
Even though
I've got more than a field and a half
To harvest tonight
It's only half past seven
And I ain't but going out
Until tomorrow
And counting the hours
That are available to me
Shows that I have time enough
For the winning harvest
I mean
It was only 21 rows
Of the long hard kind
That I had to concern myself
With the harvesting of
And given the time I'll have
That should be enough
And if it isn't
It will still have been
A noble effort
Though if I'm just a little short
I'll be shaking fist peeved
And cussing out
As I've been a little lacking
This 14 week
Of the full long kind
As I lay but out
My personal calendar
Feck oh bother
It's all Calgary now
In the game but on
And I shake my head
And roll my eyes
As the games are 60 minutes long
Can you please but play them all
Because you're Montreal
And once upon a time
That meant but something more
Than it currently means
Which you can change
Not that you'll ever have
The same results
But you can give the effort
That you too often lack
Luckily for me
My own good efforts
Are easier to come on by
As I've efforted hard
This final quarter
And am closing in
On a full good field
As the Habs but take
Another stupid penalty
Which gives the not so flickering Flames
A right good chance
At burying the Habs
Beneath a deepening whole
Of not just a goal
But two in the 1st
Which is enough to make me swear
Well you can guess the quacking word
Wait but what
It's advantage Habs
Well that ain't but what
I thought they said
So colour me wrong
It was only stupid
If you're a fan of the Flames
Which I am not
Though with the penalty over
And no goal scored
That was an opportunity
But sadly missed
As the Habs but failed to tie it
And the Flames continue to blank 'em
Which hopefully
Won't be the case
Come the end of the game
Tick tick tick
I've got the quick quick quick
But unfolding tonight
And I like my chances
Of winning the week
As I'm harvesting hard
And swinging sweet Baevalon
With a goodly ease
That can only end
With a victory yell
Even a whoop and holler
But well deserved
For I came from all the way back
With the hole I was in
At the end of the third
Or will but when
The quarter's towards the end
As I'm not yet there
But will but yes
Before it's over
For a field has surely fallen
And it's not even eight
Though I'll skip the righteous taking
Of the bow deserved
But only because
I'll be taking a long deep one
For the latest week
That I've won this year
For I decided yes
There is a difference
Between 79 and 86
As here I am fighting
With all this writing
For a thing that means
But more to me
Than anyone else
I'm still in the hold
Of my own feelings
Brought on by
The 11 year saga that was
The Infinity One of course
That began all the way back
In aught but 8
And ended in 19
But as I was watching
Those videos again
Specifically the one
That was cut from the film
That would have come at the end
And the thought occurred to me
That surely someone
Was watching the very film
That sunk me with the feelings
As it was just before eight
And someone could be finishing it up
Before they had supper
And hung with their wife
Who likely isn't
Into the MCU
The same as him
And there a story is
Or so I like to think
That I might explore
Some fine day
When I'm not but rishing towards
The point of victory
And speaking of
Though right but now
It's a victory pointed
Towards the favour of the Flames
It is but only 1 to the good
And two to the bad
When first I looked the 2nd period score
The Habs were still but scoreless
And I was on the side of ticked
Especially given
How quick into the period
It stupidly was
At 00:29 in
Now one goal down
Is still down a goal
But one to tie
And two to win
Is better than two and three
Respectively
So go Habs go
Slam the door shut
And score a pair
To deny them any points
Instead of scoring once
And watching them score
Once 60's over
And the game is not
I counted again
And though I've slowed the heck down
I'm gonna win the day
And the week as well
As I'm watching an artists' stream
Filled with goodly art
And good critiques
As people chase their dreams
Of comic books glory
That I can never have myself
At least as one who draws them
Because I just draw
When it comes to the visual arts
Ah duck
I said out loud
As the Flames but did
The other damn thing
And scored to make it two again
Yeah the lead and a seeming win
At 12:49
But they weren't done there
As they erased any doubt
And made it a rout
With an empty netter
With the kind of result
That you wouldn't expect
Considering they played last night
And the Habs did not
But the Flames are hot
And once more looking
Like they'll burn the Habs' hopes
Down to the ground
As they've now won three damn straight
While the Habs have floundered
But it's Wednesday eh
And the Habs can scarcely win
On this stupid night
This up and down year
Which is trending down
As the Flames' is trending up
And at only 4 points behind
They'll take 4th away
On Monday night
Because the Habs will surely lose
Their next two games
One to the Flames
And the other to the Sens
Because both teams own them
Yeah feck it eh
I've zero faith right now
That the Habs can win the week
And a four game slide
Is totally sigh
A thing that they can do
Even with all the talent
That yes they have
So it's even more good
That I will win but mine
Because I do not need
The double ugh
Of both the Habs and me
But getting boned
As losing would surely feel but like
This particular night
And guess who's pleading now
To use my desktop
But sad eyed Tau
Who wants to write himself
Like my own ambitions
Don't matter eh
But what can I say
Living letters
Don't much care
Though I also remember
That I have my laptop
And I can use that
Since I worry about him more
With my laptop yes
Than I do with wonky
So rather than watch him plead
With the saddest of eyes
And loudest of sighs
I'll let him use it
And hope I can catch the flow
On Lappy yes
And not fall but short
Of the goodly mark
That I would've already had
If I hadn't slowed the feck down
With the goodly streaming
More than supper
Though I only mention that in passing
Because I can let my fingers fly
On Lappity too
And shouldn't fail now
As I'm nice to Tau
And let him use wonky