To thank you all at Neopoets

My sharpened wit, to wit to woo, 

is all because of you and you, 

you stir my soup, that matter grey, 

that finds so many things to say,

on being so inspired, 

no time for being tired, 

you keep the quick of youths new dreams, 

those herring-bone patterns at the seams, 

of dressing, salad dressing lubrication, 

suspended in my fired elation, 

tasty, spicy, full of pathos, fears, 

all sorts to titivate my ageing years,

your wands that write with fire, 

and save me from that lethargy, 

and lack of lust, desire, 

I thank you all for being there, 

for getting tangled in my hair, 

your writings do propose, 

in screeds of lovely prose.

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And thank you to all you special friends for 

having been, and being, here for me, your 

lovely comments and encouraging help, 

you will remain a select team 

that I shall always remember with love.

Not leaving, just wanting to say this now.

Love to all from Ann of Norway.