Conception Day O' Mother of All Bullshit!!

Six years since conception, the thread made from the King
Myself, still looking for those damn North-de-coder rings
The ilk of the MOAB have continued the banter, the bull and the blessings, the love and the laughter.
All should be proud- Amos the poet, Rapaire the know-it,
Stilly mom sitter, Mario shawl knitter,
Little Hawk high flyer, Janie even slyer
Bee-dubya-ell -give em' hell, make your pots -gee your swell.
Kandu and Tweed, damn what's that dirty underwear smell??
Don your cartoons are one of a kind, Bunn's gone missing-new ilk to find?
Bobert and Spaw, Carol are gone too, probably lurk like a lot of folks do.
Enough of this and if people here and people I missed, care to raise a glass with me
Let's all have a toast to MOAB'S Birth-dee!!
Cheers!!
Peace.
Rustic