hmm, how did you guess my plan was to slowly infiltrate your website with my own pearls so as to eventually suck all the alli-life-blood from it and replace it with my own, in my quest to take over the world starting with your fickle life in armadale site. nevertheless, since you insist on publishing me, thank you, thank you,i reread the poem actually before you so correctly noticed the repetition and verbaly diarrhoeaness of it, and shortened it. so here is it, abridged, ripe for the taking.I also notice how much my english skills have deteriorated- I used the word 'ingenious' 2 times which is far from it.

ps my soon to be site is chuggin along fantastically, I'm impressed.


twas a day before going,
the table set and nice,
the guests were a'gathering,
none knew of my vice.
none knew i ain't leaving,
i am here, well, for good,
I just wanted to see,
whether I'd be missed in the 'hood.

So in my mind unfurled,
A plan ingenious, so great,
I'd pretend to depart,
Then cancel really late.
I'd invite many people,
And gifts I'd receive,
THey'd be crying and moaning,
'Fairlie, please do not leave'.

While I would be grinning,
A real low life crook,
"That's great! A new bag,
Some chocolates, a good book!"
So I reaped in the bounty,
And felt very proud,
My ingenious plan,
Had fooled all in the crowd.

ANd when "departure date" came,
Aghast I did look,
"How could this awful thing happen?
My plane tickets someone tooK!
I have searched high and low,
They are not to be found,
In Melbourne I'll have to stay,
i'll see y'all around.
The gifts, well I'll keep them,
So sorry I am!"
for none of you knew
it was all a grand sham.

yet that night I saw dave,
as my drink I a'poured,
"Still in Melbourne?" he asked,
"Why, you're merely a fraud!
You threw a big party,
For all purposes, a soiree,
yet you're here right now,
have you not gone away?

Why did I bid you farewell?
Aufviderzein and good bye?
If you're here in old Melbourne,
Not up in the sky?"


"Away I have gone,
Why yes, it is true,
I am merely an illusion,
of light before you."


And alas and alack,
Revealed was my scheme,
I'd thought it so good,
Of the crop, twas the cream.
He alerted the crowds,
Of my failed departure plans,
And next thing I knew,
Came the unwanted demands.

"give me back my nice book,
and that new bag as well,
give me back my goodbye,
my aufviederzein, my farewell."

so when all was but lost,
the book and bag gone,
i was weeping in my corner,
when on me, the sun shone,
for one unsuspecting girl,
remained out of the know,
so if i can hide from her for 6 months,
I at least have the chocolates to show!!!!