Stopping by your page on a random evening:
Whose page is this I think I know
Her house I have to pillage though;
She will not see me stopping here
To watch her house all aglow.
My little flick25 must think it queer
To stop when there are waffles near
Between dA and chocolate cake
Stranger still without some beer.
She gives her mouse a little shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the "GLEEP"
From waffles that in oven bake.
This page is ugly, stark, and EEP!
The pillaging is done, I leap
There's miles to go before I sleep
There's miles to go before I sleep.