I am what I am and thats all that I am. I am a person who loves a good conversation. I am willing to try anything, skydiving, computer programing, leapfrog wearing a tu-tu on the fourth of july on the roof of the bank... Anything. I am honest and compionate, and giving to a fault. I am going to the U of A for now, but hope to go to the University of Chicago for my post grad stuff, I work for a military surplus store. My friends are violent and as such I usually come home with a few more brusies and lacerations every time i go out with them... especially when we go to the pool hall. I'm nuckin Futs and thats me... I also love Jazz and play a few instruments. Thus I toss my poor hat aside, And shrug off my threadbare cape, The crowd's eyes are open wide And many a mouth is agape, As I take my sword by the nape And draw out its form so fine From which there is no escape, For tonight, Valvert - you are mine! Too bad that you chose to deride This vicious old Bergerac ape (My teeth are as hard as my hide), Yet when you are dead I will drape Your corpse with the finest of crepe, So that all know your taste was 'divine,' Though you should have avoided a scrape With the master - for now, you are mine! I must find now a sharp rhyme for 'pride'- You're panting, you're red as a grape! Is that ardor or terror inside? What began as a lark, as a jape, Now concludes with a rout, with a rape, With your virginal courage supine, As a puddle on honour's landscape- Turn around, little girl - you are mine! It's a shame, sir, to alter a shape As refined, as expensive as thine, But, to spare you life's endless red tape, I will edit you - There you are mine