For today... I HAD written something pretty dope,
But don't you know I woke with some kind of lump in my throat,
Hope it's not a cold, don't worry though I won't fold
This Inktober prose till I Ghost. Just hope it blows over

But Nick, think I gotta postpone our project,
It'll take a few takes but you know I'm on it!
I can't wait to make greatness, and grow bionics
Rap Bot. Though I'm not superstoked on robo euphonics

It's been a great month to be in, European,
But speaking English good enough that ya'll don't know my legion,
I'll repent for sloppy tracks in time and a medium
I feel I've climbed like a tree in. Maybe I'm dreaming.

No better way to kickstart the fall! Really.
Though I'm not all proud of 'em all I'm feeling ready.
To go full pound and assault! Give me a round of applause
And I'll be all like oh my gosh! Silly.

So tomorrow... it'll be the finale!
Either a quick verse or that all in thing, who knows,
If my accursed throat doesn't engross,
But today I'd just like to say: thank y'all folks.

For following. If you did.
I'm kickstarting Patreon next year, throw a dollar in then
I'll be opening the lid for all my following on
All those old things and new I hope to holler in.

And learn a bit and become a scholar in.
Play some games so time goes gallowing
Catch y'all then, for now I'm out! I'm going galloping to handle things and catch a blink.
Tomorrow's Halloween. Yeah.