With NaPo!
Where’s the party?
Everyone: Please apprehend me and sternly demand my papers and rigorously question my sanity in the completely unlikely event that I should, next year, announce I intend to participate in NaPo again.
Please.
With NaPo!
Where’s the party?
Everyone: Please apprehend me and sternly demand my papers and rigorously question my sanity in the completely unlikely event that I should, next year, announce I intend to participate in NaPo again.
Please.
Nope, sorry, it’s a poem a day, not 30 poems in a month. You have another day to go.
Unless you are in Australia, which I sincerely doubt.
HA!!
Nice try, Sorcerer Lady.
I’m done, OK?
Done.
Time zones are virtual, as anyone can tell you.
Pah.
I wrote 30 poems too. You saying I’m done?
No! No! No, I say!! I shall vanquish! I shall vanquish April! I shall! I shall! I shall!
Timezones are virtual, huh? There must be a murder mystery in that somewhere.
I think we should make Nic do what Howard did and post an April 31st…. because misery loves company.
Yes, post a poem tomorrow, Nic. You don’t get off that easily. Heh.
One word for the lot of you: Eeeeeeviill.