Wow, mentioned in a Rue thread even though I was gone all week. And on my birthday, no less. You like me! You really, really like me!*
I accept this award in the name of all Rue wannabes everywhere. And a special “thanks” to Exgineer, my own sweet darlin’.
T’ain’t dead 'til I say it’s dead.
Get the shovel, Mabel, it’s dead.
Did the fat lady sing yet?
I’m not fat I’m pregnant! And just for that I ain’t singing 
I’m sure there’s some life left in this poor thread… We only have to keep it ticking until tomorrow
And I think Bumbazine wins an award for the worst rhyme with Nantucket ever!
Competition for the worst rhyme with Nantucket-and it can be sung.
There once was a man from Nantucket,
who kept his pet oyster in a bucket.
'Til his daughter, named Nan
took the bucket and ran.
And as for the oyster, Nan shuck it!
Thread’s dead, Ted, go to bed.