Near midnight,
by flickering candle light,
i swear,
by flickering candle light
i sit there,
illuminated by the keyboard i don't need to see
but the shadows that play
make Groucho's face dance and sway
as he rolls up his eyes in that, oh, so familiar way
Quasimodo has a shade tree, at least;
a corn plant while he's tied to the wheel
in his torn green shirt and his bright pants
Crow and Hellboy stand together as one
underneath Red Hawk feathers a Coyote gave me
Spock raises his hand "Live Long and Prosper"
Gandalf, Aragorn, and Bilbo battle Orcs,
Urukai, Goblins and Shelob
Yoda and the Emperor, locked forever in combat
Daredevil stares blindly
with nunchakas well in hand
and that is just before me,
there is still behind me, friends
this is desk, home and computer
little wonder the fun never ends...
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