Once upon a time I wrote a long, detailed profile .. everything you needed to know and then some.. grammar was excellent, writing engaging.. Pulitzer aside, years on it yielded nothing.. nada.. the old "you get what you pay for" reality set in. Damn you POF! Damn you!! He cried -- fist flailing passionately.
Down, but not out, I caught my composure, iced my shoulder and voilà -- this appeared.. You see, just last week Easter Bunny told me there's a smart woman destined to stumble onto my profile; that when she does, her simple effort will ignite a mellifluous chain reaction that'll be nothing short of magical. That was his word, mellifluous, spoken while wiping chocolate from his furry mouth.