God, New FP weirdness.

That aside;
Oh yes, don't we all know one of these? Oh, darling, your writing has changed, but hasn't lost the quality I love of it. You do things bluntly, but with eloquence. In particular, I loved the four lines;
"A zippo lighter is his bling.
No one whips it out and flares it up like him.
He's a shepherd on the side. Imagine that.
A congregation of cotton balls obey his every word."
the half-rhyme, the narration in the third line, and God, 'congregation of cotton balls' made me laugh, while still having alliteration. Which is oh so much fun when it doesn't feel forced, and it doesn't there.

Definitely great to be back, yes? (And one day I'll bloody remember what email I was using for my old account... But oh well.)

- Nic