I had a thread, my only thread, I gave it things inside my head
I worked real hard, it was complete
I gave it heart, I gave it feet
And room to run, a world unto
itself to grow, and things to do

But curse the day, that wretched day, I gave it too much room to play
It was of logic so complete
There was no argument to meet
its penetrant ways, its fulsome ways
My thread
          fell
               down
               the
               forum's
               w
                a
                y
                  s

No wise Mudcat-ter
Deigned to chat, or
Spend a mo
With my young bro...

'Cept dreaded GUEST
with satan's bless
To cavil queer
On my lost dear

And now the mesh
Of life is torn
Til I add 'refresh'
And it rise new-born!