All right, then: write poetry in code and astrophysical motion. Let's see your efforts.

[The thing that's wildest about this concept is that Thancred's closest relatable memory of a person who talks like this is, in fact, a two-fulm-tall rabbit with a squeaky voice who doesn't know what a tree is.

So basically, this should be interesting. Let's go, Codingway.]

Meanwhile, I'll start sorting out which of these drinks I'm to imbibe first, shall I?