Well, the poems have started to wane
Since at three you will head for the plane.
Hope to see you real soon --
We can howl at the moon
Since the UT'ers think we're insane.

>I'm off on my trip about three
>But I still have some time, you see.
>To beat your best rhyme
>In plenty of time,
>To relish the victory with glee.
>
>>
>>Here's hoping you both get a clue,
>>I'm the real master, yes it's true.
>>Your rhymes are all weak,
>>Sorry - please dont freak,
>>But my poetry skills will shame you two.
>>
>>>Here's hoping your DevCon orations
>>>Will be welcomed and cheered by the nations.
>>>But with poems you'll see
>>>That the master is me
>>>And I'LL relish the standing ovations.
>>>
>>>>Today I reserve for fun crap,
>>>>and David fell into the trap.
>>>>He's in for disaster,
>>>>'cause he's met his master
>>>>(unless this causes too much of a flap)