Young Writers Society

HomelessPorcupine

I am me, you are you. If you don't believe me then shame on you. Ahem... now that the rhyming is over, I am still me. Maybe.

Family, writing, reading, building things

Software Engineer

I was promis'd on a time, To have a reason for my rhyme: From that time unto this season, I receiv'd nor rhyme nor reason.
— Edmund Spenser