cleolinda just had to be saved. Sung to Music of the Night.Let your keyboard start a journey
Through a strange new literary world;
Start a brand new chapter, which doesn't really rhyme with "rapture."
Let us keep the deadlines that we made!
Only then can we get paid.
Snacking, smoking, cheap intoxication.
Read me, critique me, savor each annotation.
Let the draft begin, let your writer's block give in
To the power of novellas that I write
The power of novellas of the night.
You alone can make my plot take flight,
Make me write novellas of the night.
