'Tis proclaiméd, my tender lords and ladies
'bout this timely thread, that days hence
shall in its devotion be bound to Will,
his life, his love
and his unconquerable quill!

Come neigh to add thy own tid an' bit.
For of your own pursuit, the word's wealth wakes
and tickles the senses both salty and sweet.
Follow my path, now without fault
to poem and play, and dreams replete.

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