"I'll put your city to waste, make a thin green paste.
Spread it on bread and spice to your taste."
Said the Mhaldorian, hair in a bun.
"Nature will overcome, and then everyone
will see how weak you are, mrs Mhaldorian."
Said the Eleusian, hair all loose.

Thus armed with Thesaurus, the cities did bore us
in publicly listed exchange.
While syntax did differ, and words were still bitter,
and none of the themes ever changed.

When next you take pen in your hand at the news,
to express your more varied of choice point of views,
take a look at the posts, and hear these alarm bells
and consider sharing your views - not in news - but in tells.

-H.H. Beya Storm

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Lupar, in the year 551 AF.