27 October 2012
Click your fingers, Tap your toes, This rhythmic quote, Is in full prose.
Come, have a drink, Of milk and wine, We'll stick around, If we have time.
The lights are dim, The dance is slow, Club Opuss™, Is for us, you know.
If you don't write, Then you can't speak, At least not in OUR club, (The cheek!)
It's open mic here, Every night, You'll get kicked out, though, If you fight.
So, don't be shy, But don't be rude, Quick-witted writes are in, Not crude.
And, if you wish, To play a track, Just give the page, A mighty whack.
Club Opuss™ • Opuss № I