It's the party of the year!
Haven't you heard?
It's got the worlds
finest writers in attendance.
Chocolate, cheese, wine,
belly dancing, whiskey, and more.
Hand over the bottle of whiskey 'cause
this city girl knows how to party.
But wait!
It's not a real party unless we have
Caprisuns and Lunchables!!
Fear not my dears!
Our beauty queen of the South
can take care of that.
We'll eat, dance, and sip the night away
in our own little writers utopia.
A Proser party that will be
forever etched in ink.