after weeks of gut/heartwrenching posts about Rwanda, Darfur, the Congo, cancer, family drama, being grateful, preaching, bitching, whining, complaining and generally being too intense i give you a humourous sonnet of my "own pure brain" and no one leaves a comment. This is truly a tragedy. I think I might have to go cry now.
Ok I won't go cry. I'll just go study wetlands regs. But I'll think carefully before I send another poem crafted from the cockles of my heart your way. grrrr ;)