The Japanese Snuggie.
Damn, too late for Christmas.

Um, hello! My name is alpha_hydra. I stumbled upon this comm and thought "why yes, I am a grammar nazi; yes, I do love it when my papers are returned to me bleeding red ink; yes I am a snarky bitch..."

And so I joined.

So.

I've a piece of poetry I was hoping to get critiqued. It's sort of got an Emily Dickenson-feel to it, and I don't know; I think I was going for an iambic pentameter kind of thing to it (except I'm not entirely sure that's what it's called. Maybe a limerick But NO that's not right either?) Ugh. The Winter Holidays have turned me into a useless pile of mush. So, tear it to shreds, yes?