The fuck do you think I am a poet?

Tamatow... Tomatow Tamatow

im am a nostalgic just wandering the stars wondering what might happen next

The Caldari Prayer: (not from me)

Our missles, who art in launchers
Hallowed be thy payload.
Thy warhead come
Our enemies be done.
In low sec
As it is in Empire.
Give us this gank
Our daily gank.
And forgive us our WCS's
But we won't forgive them,
that use them against us.
And lead us not into bubbles
but deliver us from scramblers.
For thine is the thermal,
The explosive,
And the kinetic forever.
EM