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Conventions
by PattRose
I want to go to the Watchman's Convention so bad.
I hear from folks it is the best time of all to be had.
So I asked Jim what he thought of going for fun.
I waited and waited as his laughter was done.
Okay, big guy, that is it.
No more putting up with shit.
I am going for sure, and I will be going alone.
And just to show who is boss, not taking my phone.
He is in shock when I tell him I am going to be gone for a week.
He starts hugging me hard and tries to kiss my cheek.
Nope, not going to work, Jim, I am going, not listening at all.
I am going to use all of my savings for zines, have myself a ball.
Hot damn, this is going to be such a hoot.
And he can just stay at home, the old coot.
I really wanted him to go, but hey a man has to do what a man has to do.
As I am packing and getting ready to go, I don't forget to say, I love you.
I mean, I might be leaving, but don't want him to think it if forever.
There is no one on earth that can make me happier, not ever.
I get to the convention, I am so happy to be there.
And all around me are fans looking to see the pair.
This is so damn exciting, I am totally thrilled.
And when I get home, I know from Jim I will be grilled.
Not gonna stop me from having the time of my life.
After all, he was treating me like I was his wife.
Well, that came out wrong, well, I know what I mean.
I don't want to be ignored, like I am only there to be seen.
Zines are over here, Zines are everywhere in this place.
I look them all over and have to wipe the drool from my face.
Man, I know I will be in debt, but what fun it will be.
Oh my God, some of the artwork, is too beautiful to see.
I am loving this and so glad I did come.
Even if Jim stayed home a grouch and a crumb.
I was lying on my bed in the room dying from the stories I was reading.
When I had to answer a knock on the door and saw someone I was needing.
Jim just smiled his beautiful smile and hugged me really hard.
I could not help it, a little tear dropped out when I let down that guard.
He will have a blast, he will love it as much as I do, I know.
Can't wait for the morning so everything to him I can show.
I had missed seeing this with him, and was glad he is here to stay.
He kept telling me over and over how he missed me, what could I say?
We were only separated for a day and a night.
But this is sure better than having a damn fight.
He is backing me up telling me to lie down and let him do the work.
Oh man, I love when he is bossy, oh but he is a sexy damn jerk.
What could I do, what could I think?
I mean, I barely had time to blink.
And I was on that bed, with all of my clothes stripped off.
Man, I love when he does this and boy are we going to boff.
I am impressed he wants to boff like bunnies all night long.
Am I am into this big time, don't get me wrong.
He takes me on the bed, in the shower, on the floor and in the tub.
All I have to do is barely touch him, just give him a little rub.
Then I start reading to him from a wonderful Zine.
Oh the look on his face is simple divine.
He is going to do me again, I need to find the authors to thank.
Because with all of these stories I am sure to have much loving in the bank.
All these authors have worked so hard, and I hope to write to each.
I just hope that all of them I will be able to reach.
I must thank them all for their trouble and their time.
Because if I didn't, it would be an out and out crime.
And the publishers need to be thanked on top of that.
More letter writing, shit, I hate letters, oh drat.
But it will be fine, I will get Jim to help me do them.
All in all, Writers and publishers are quite the gems.
I can hardly sleep, I want to start the day out early.
I am driving Jim nuts as he says I am acting squirrely.
Well, off we go to pay our most deep and humble thanks and praise.
And to all of them we tell, they have started us on a wonderful craze.
It is almost time to go home, we don't want to leave.
Almost enough to make us sad enough to grieve.
Well, there is always the next one, in another city.
Oh more money to spend, what a great pity.
Jim is hooked big time now, so it will be easy as pie.
Oh man how I love this wonderful guy.
Off we go, exhausted but happy.
And writing our letters that are quite sappy.
To all of these people we want to thank kindly.
Otherwise we would be still circling blindly.
The thank you's are done, now all we need to do is send the emails.
So that they will know their effort is not ignored, we know what it entails.
We are finally home and off goes the thank you's.
Bravo, bravo and much more that is true.