TIG LXIX: Meeting at the House of Usher

[The Saucepan Man]

Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

Once upon a cold November, while I ventured to remember,
The many quaint and curious demands of the mods of yours--
When I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my iChat door.
"'Tis my Nienna," I muttered, "tapping at my iChat door--
telling me to rhyme some more."

*Claps* Bravo!

Originally Posted by Nerwen

Personally, I think the Lovers' ploy toDay is rather clever...

Why thank you, but flattery will get you nowhere. We have eyes only for each other.

Now, saying that my darling Fea was not cute was bad enough. But voting for her as well? Well, that's the last straw.

++Roa