chevrefeuilles. Then, during the comments round (which we on LJ know to call "Endless Jeopardy"), I had the greatest idea!I will enter the Bulwer-Lytton contest for the worst first paragraph of a novel ever written. I will practice a new plan, hip, Vegassy and so George Clooney, that nobody will ever beat. I will take one of my very own poems, convert it into prose format, and THAT, my friends, will be the winning entry!
