Welcome to my little lake again
Where I once more post
The open rhyme
Because I did not write
About the unfolding tale
Of August Fahls
The human prisoner
On an alien world
Now as it turns out
I worked on two other stories
But those ain't been shared as yet
As they're only for my good eyes
At least for now
But having to post
But something yes
I must post this
Of the open kind
Which I hope you don't mind
Because I know how much
You like it when I fell
From the goodly forest
Of fantastical things
As for how I know this
When you've yet to show
But such a liking
I can see inside your hearts
That want the goodly prose
That I can write
Though I could be wrong
Because we both know
That you've yet to share this thinking
With the poet of this site
Namely me
So unless I write
In the goodly first
I cannot continue the tale
In the 2nd or 3rd
So the only word
That you'll get from me
Will yes but be
Of the open kind
Unless I suppose
I come up with
A little cartoon
But that won't be done
Yes anytime soon
Because I am limited sigh
In the drawing arts
Though you've seen that yes
And as it happens
I'm enjoying the use
Of the goodly pen
That I've been sharing with you
Though if you've enjoyed it yourself
You haven't shared this fact with me
Which hint yes hint
You could share in return
But I know how it works
My efforts are rarely commented on
So it's only by my will
That I continue
So there's no expectation
And little hope
Of any comments coming
Like hey good job
Keep on doing
What you're doing yes
Whether you find success
Beyond this place
You found success with me
Yeah that ain't happening no
So I just gotta be content
With the sense of accomplishment
That I get from posting
Well I'd love to stay longer
But the minutes are quickly coming
To their end today
And I've still gotta write
A little more
If I'm to win the day
Even if I won't
I'll fell whatever more
That I'll fell tonight
Away from here