Erinn Clark: The epic tale
My previous
post rewritten by the inimitable Anthony Towns:
An enigmatic lady named Erinn Clark, Was scheduled to switch coasts in the dark. But missing her plane, She will happily explain, Had little effect on her lark. A bold southern dame, she insisted; To be on the next flight or waitlisted (She was, as you'll see, A New Years escapee) And her charms just could not be resisted. Her flight went to Tampa and then to LA, Finally dropping her off in sweet San Jose, Florida thus departed, And the airline outsmarted, Finally, now it's time for horseplay! Let's introduce her partner in crime, Though "Val Henson" is too hard to rhyme. Throw 'em in a ball pit, To their necks if they fit, And they'll have a glorious time. But first to a black tie affair, To greet the New Year in a style debonair, She was ready to skate, But was forced to placate, With jewelry, a shirt and a glare. The guests were exciting and fun, All happy and gleeful but one, She was Lina by name, Thought the Eve's not the same, Without fireworks, like a day without sun. In spite of it all, it failed to suck, A climax as midnight eventually struck, The year's dawn arrived, And our heroines revived With vegan duck which you don't have to pluck. To summarise the rest of the story in brief: There's being spoonfed Indian bits by the chief, In ballpits they're tossed, In forests they're lost, And meanwhile namesys provides light relief. Finally it comes time to return, To the coast where the sunrise will burn. But a feeling of doom, And a small viral bloom, Can be quite a cause for concern. But a satisfactory note that is not, On which to end this poetical jot, Instead wishing this: A year full of bliss, May all that is good be your lot!And people wonder why I fangirl him?