>Yes! Do the Super Soothe Shuffle!
muse: printed faintly and softly against the midnight dim,
muse: sweet as dessert, somber as a vespers-hymn.
muse: threads of folly that, as scrolls, uncurl,
muse: the shadow-idea that wanted to be a girl.
CALLIOPE: oh, great. look who is here to troll me with more terrible raps.
muse: they are poems. they are purely didactic in intent.
CALLIOPE: blahhh!!! what do yoU want?
