Lay all your love on Fib Sunday

Should you hear the air attack warning, please play Fib Sunday.

Either that, or do something equally as outrageous. Life is precious, dear reader. Don't waste it. Everything is you.

If you don't know what's going on or indeed what Fib Sunday is, click here to read the original instructions. Go on, you know you want to.

Go on!

In brief:

1) I take the topic as given in last week's final entry, write a Fib and give a new topic.
2) Your reply to the topic is in the form of a Fib in the comment section.
3) You then supply the next topic.
4) The next visitor replies with a Fib on the newly given topic and then provides a new topic and so on...

A Fib is a six line, twenty syllable poem with a syllable count by line of 1/1/2/3/5/8. The only restriction on a Fib is that the syllable count follow the Fibonacci sequence. An example of a classic fib:

One
Small,
Precise,
Poetic,
Spiraling mixture:
Math plus poetry yields the Fib.

Last time, an anonymous contributor left us with the topic of binary - my austere response:

Just
one
number
says nothing;
one and a zero
tells a tale like a thousand words!

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