The Den's PenQueen
To GHSP, she was drawn by her friends of yore, she says,
Those she knew from their historical MRD and RKA days.
Quick to spot if the creatives have for their plot a roadmap,
The episodes call forth a few lines, or two words -- "Utter Crap".
She's still convinced that the horse and the apple were fake,
And that the protagonist is yet to, in GHSP, his entry make.
Her opinions, though brief, are voiced with grave sincerity,
But, most of her posts are also laced with a dose of levity.
We've been deprived of the sight of her at the ferry's wheel,
Oh, if only the "protagonist" had broken down in tears on reel.
Tho' the fare was minimal, she'd have made herself a mint
Alas, 'tis too late now, for the chavanni has gone out of print.
Folklores abound about her chopper and the burnt-down Den,
None can claim ignorance -- neither the stalker nor the Denizen.
From her pan, she draws out a unique name, at your request,
This over two score Denizens and the Den will proudly attest.
Ah, but the bandana and the chopper merely provide a cover,
For a soul that identifies and encouragers the writer in the other.
More famously known, across time and space, as the Penguin,
It masks her true identity -- Word's Royal Scrooge, the PenQueen.
PS:
Dear An, here's wishing you many happy returns of the day,
May you find joy and peace as you waddle through life's way.
Seher Hone Ko Hai
