I guess it might be
time for us
to finally grow up.
The All of
booty in this
Neverland
already has been
plundered.

This pirate captain
is legit already..
running out
of hooks.
Come on..
I didn’t read
a countable
infinity of
books.

I may have
written though..
at least just one.
“The Living Art”
I call it. You have
read it maybe..
maybe not.

It’s sold
for modest price
of free.99,
in that same place
where I sell
my CDs.

Downstream
from present,
in this timeline,
price hikes are
on our horizon..
teeheehee.

But, in the meanwhile,
time has come for me
to die, I guess.
Farewell, dear
readers.

Thus spake Peter..
Fisher of Pans.