T’was the seventeenth of December
And I sat frazzled and tired,
Trying to get this story done,
Thinking my brain was wrongly wired.
Still, slowly but surely,
The words came along.
Forming in lines,
From a overcrowded throng.
So, here I still sit,
The story still not done.
But, at least in several ways,
I’m still having fun!
To the KING be all the glory!
I’m sorry…
At least for the first section!!