I was going to put it into poetry,
But it screwed up the link...

No-one's ever said to me,
Jonathan...

Every day I learn something new,
'casionally, I find, one that's true...

Is there no Good in The Creature ,
Or Its thereabouts...

In my room I sit and weep -
My heart's become a cell...

Unless we address
this first test...

Life is a lottery
Of loaded dice...

I said to the parser
It just doesn't seem right...

It's impossible to say.
how it felt...

I watched and I withered
My stem grew short...