once apon a midnight dreary,while I pondered weak and weary,
over a quaint and curious volume of forgotten PF lore-
while I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly, a tapping,
as of someone gently rapping, rapping at the IM door.
"'tis some friend" I muttered "tapping at my IM door,
only this and nothing more.
ah, I distinctly remember, it was in the bleak december,
and each seperate, glowing pixel brought its ghost apon the floor.
Eagerly, I wished the morrow;-vainly, I had sought to borrow
from my posts surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost klunser-
for the rare and strange person, whom the forms had named klunser
nameless here, for evermore.
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating, then no longer,
"Sir," typed I, "or madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
but the fact is, I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
and so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my IM door,
that I scarce was sure I heard you" -here I opened the window;-
blankness there, and nothing more.
deep into that blankneess peering, long I watched there wondering, fearing,
doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal dared to dream before;
but the silence was unbroken, and the blankness gave no token
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word"klunser!"
This I whispered, and an echo murrmured back the word"klunser!"
merely this, and nothing more.
back into the homepage turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping, something louder than before
"surely" typed I, "surely something at The PF window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
let my mind be still a moment, and this mystery explore,-
'tis the wind and nothing more."
Keep watching to see how yomamma becomes a superhero!
