And so, the update status prompt spoke to me, its words a faded grey.
They whispered, 'Rebecca, tell a story...'
So with new found enlightenment I took to the board of keys!
I pittered and pattered, tipped and tapped!
I planned to wrought the world of Facebook
with my glorious compositions and a fabulous opus!
But...alas... twas there no word limit on this cursed blue box
Pretentious in its will to stifle my verse, I would indeed prevail.
So, I write this sad lament, limited and filthily constrained
by the dwindling character count. I pray thee mercy, oh count of words...
For I must fini