To you who will not come to play,
Or sing or listen while at large,
At Getaway this weekend, I
Do lay upon you, then, a Charge!!
Let not our mother drift away!
Let not her stature sink so low
Or run a risk of falling off
The page that at The Mudcat shows
INto the darkness deep below.

Forgotten threads from other days
Dust like the bones of Ms. deFarge
Within those boundless deeps to fly;
Therefore pray heed you all my charge!!
Creative be! Attention pay!
And to her care and duties go!
A little careless mind's enough
To send her reeling off below,
Down where the daylight never shows!!

Either thou heeds't this charge, I say,
Or come at once to Getaway!!


Manfred Dirndl Spinner
The Yammer of Threads in the Loom of Life
Brutish, Myndlessened, Meandring, editors
Sebastopol, 1912