On RS
As the bold sunset fadeth in the west
Which by and by black night doth take away
So the hotline’s calls, which thee enthrall
Do fall away as Phoenix in his grey
Only once more to rise under thy careful eyes
To be resolved, to deliquesce and as it were
to yump away.
Once upon a time there was little bear, Edward, Peter and Rew deLait – Edward, because all bears are called Teddy, Peter because when he had been named the minister had become very annoyed with someone making a lot of noise, as result of which he had not been careful about what he said, and Rew because it was his real name; deLait we understand was his family name, which was French, but his English friends simply could not say deLait properly which was a source of continual frustration for him – who lived in a deep dark wood, which he knew was a deep dark wood, because whenever he ventured outside he always saw Only Darkness….
You, dear reader, may care to read part two here.