A Poem About Time and Space and Other Important Stuff (Honest)
Once again, it is time to celebrate the anniversary of my birth
And the fact that I have now spent thirty-nine years living on planet Earth
Which is a scarily high number, so would it be terribly naughty
If I moved to Mars next year and started counting again from scratch, in order to avoid being forty?
By the way, a brief note to any Merlinites: I'm afraid you'll have to wait until Sunday for my recap post. But my hopes are high that they'll show the long-mooted all-nude revue episode this week, so you'll probably faint in shock and never notice that I wasn't around...
* Let's hope he doesn't get the two mixed up in his excitement, otherwise there might be a bit of a mess.