Ode to Hutchmoot Registration Selling Out in Seven Minutes

They stood in line of the virtual sort

Waiting for tickets with all their cohorts

They spoke of story and art and song

And friendship and food all day long

By nightfall they were ready

Credit cards in hand

Hitting refresh

About all the server could stand

One by one, registration complete

With sighs of relief, they danced on their feet

One hundred got in

In seven minutes flat

So come September, Hutchmooting they will go

Because the registration computer did not tell them no

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2 Responses to Ode to Hutchmoot Registration Selling Out in Seven Minutes

  1. Ashley says:

    Oh Kate, this is excellent. Looking forward to seeing you again!

  2. Tenika Dye says:

    LOVE IT! You are TOO cute. ;) Can’t wait to see you dear lady.

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