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Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space with no time left to start again.
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'cause fire is the devil's only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage my hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in Hell could break that Satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite,
I saw Satan laughing with delight, the day the music died.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Submissions going snicker-snack.

After consideration "Scrimshaw Man" is off to Jabberwocky. The choice was made by both prior reputation and reading period closings (Jabberwocky closes tomorrow). Good luck little poem.

Now it's time to gyre and gimble in the wabe. My borogoves are all mimsy and the mome raths are outside outgrabing the squirrels.


vince said...

I don't think I've ever seen mome raths outside outgrabing squirrels.

Best of luck with "Scrimshaw Man."

Steve Buchheit said...

Hey Vince, well, the squirrels in my yard are the sharpest sticks in the crayon box, if you know what I mean. They're quite able to get around some of my anti-squirrels on the feeders measures (although I've kept them off the main feeders this year, they've only been plaguing the platform). I have great fun messing with their little minds. I judge my efforts by how far they run before stopping. Sometimes I get them to go all the way back to the farm behind us.

camillealexa said...

Good luck with Jabberwocky! That looks like an interesting market.

Steve Buchheit said...

Thanks Camille. And you know, I just figured out that Rag-a-Bag has been a A&A for over a year now. I think it's getting time to query.