Ballads going wild, words have turned to water
Today has been drowned in snow. These are the good things: where words of mine have ended up.
"Carne Vale."
"Follow Me Home."
I am particularly, ridiculously honored by the first of these.
"Carne Vale."
"Follow Me Home."
I am particularly, ridiculously honored by the first of these.

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And "Follow Me Home"! I love that poem. Will you read it at ICFA?
Huzzah! Huzzah!! Huzzah!!!
{dances dizzily in snow, falls over}
Nine
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Her stuff looks like myth.
Will you read it at ICFA?
Yes!