Note 1: Mildred Pim

In case you were curious about the former 2014/2015 password provided (MildredPim), here’s the first poem of a series I’m working on that didn’t fit into my last collection:

  1. Quasi Quantum Qaverns
    Proved less exciting than advertised
    Mildred surmised as she surveyed
    the Satellite Spelunking brochure
    The cavern’s bigger than their picture!
    Not wanting to waste her spent toks,
    She strapped a recorder and pick-axe
    To her pocket weasel
    and sent in the maligned mustela.
    A day later he returned,
    No useful data recorded,
    but the cotton candy
    from concessions
    Stuck to his whiskers.
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