My dear friend, carbon form of life!
Or digital.

Tomorrow we had;
a Greek date for mate, out of format,
And tea without seafood.
And cha-cha boom
And Besame Mucho!

your Epimetheus,
And your forgetfulness,
Fishy and slipped away,
Thanks to ,
Sandman's fingers.

And I have a worm in my stomach;
By the name of Shay-Khulud.

My sweet dilemma
farewell.