RETURN TO THE HUNDRED ACRE WOOD.
IT’S NOT A DOOR PRIZE OR A GOODY BAG.
WE CAN TAKE IT AS A SIGN.
ROADSIDE BOMBS KEEP EXPLODING
POWERFUL PEOPLE INTERVENE.
THE PRIZE IS WON, BUT THE PEACE, AS, ALWAYS, ELUSIVE.
ALL THE INFORMATION AT YOUR FINGERTIPS. LITERALLY!

TRYING TO PRESERVE THE MOMENT AS IT FADED,
THE IMPERFECTIONIST
WITH PATIENT GOOD HUMOUR AND A LOPSIDED SMILE,
MADE A LOT OF CHANGES IN THE PLANS.
I KNOW THIS HAPPENS
TO KEEP THE FISH TANK CLEAN.

IDEAS ARE TYPICALLY ACCEPTED
AS YET NO CLEAR SENSE.
HELP THE YARDLESS?
MARGARITAVILLE OR BUST!