connected in scribe 8/2011
our convection is already written
like good diction;
who would have predicted what's wrote
would be our prescription;
no aspirin needed to ease aches,
just a little herb for the mentally disturbed,
enthusiasm curbed, the mission is our vision
together with pad and pen we ride,
in spirit we glide side by side
stride for stride;
no matter the weather,
no cause too big,
and no country to small to stop our vibe
connected in scribe
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