Meredith glibly penned a ditty br of dubious veracity, br & narcoleptic dramaturgy. br br She's: br -a bitch (says she) br -a lover (to what other?) br -a child (no more) br -a mother (per her druthers) br -a sinner (aren't we all?) br -a saint (neither now nor ever) br br singing- to the Programmer's delight- like a lark br on the stand br tales of Drunkenness & br br Cruelty, all of which br took place br in the midst of a Blackout. br br And tomorrow, it will mean br A Thing, & br the next day, too, br br and long after the Programmer is done w you.