Black black black black black - even blacker!

I am goth, hear me mope
With a black absence of hope
My soul's too pained to cope
Oh, woah woah woah woah woahpe

-- from reddragdiva's entry in the Bad Gothic Poetry Competition

"i'm afraid the dark torrents of eternal anguish and suffering which flow through the broken reaches of my lonesome soul prevent me from writing bad gothic poetry" - corsetboy

BiCon accounts first draft posted

http://www.2002.bicon.org.uk/accounts.html

with about three minutes to spare.

Some work will go into tidying these up for BCN...