These hundred words may seem a jape
A simple sprint to cross the tape;
But strewth they are a great distraction –
To pen-a-tome’s my desired action.
I here declare my predilection
For a longer form of fiction.
Should any work of mine be heard,
Perforce it be of copious word
For if I'll scribble and obsess
'Twill end a novel – nothing less.
Therefore, Reader... here I pause
To labour on my greater cause.
My channel fades, for now, to black.
Should Muses will it, I’ll be back.
But if you want to read m’latest
You’ll have to wait till post-hiatus.