@damianclayjay keeps a constant eye on chat at The Writers' Block and often turns the most mundane of conversations into poems. This is the result of a jest that was had when
@aksounder returned to the server after a brief sabbatical.
He was a man, maybe, who died.
he was alive once, alas, now no more.
He breathed in, then out,
then in and again until...
buh-bye.
he did some writing – apparently.
Alas, his pen now lies empty.
His keys have fallen from his keyboard.
He is no more.
He is an ex AK.
AK is not OK.
He is deceased.
Some people will miss him,
maybe, maybe not.
But the great Spaghetti Monster
will wrap its tentacles around him
and welcome him
into the great library
in the sky.
by @Muxxy
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