nocanfool ain't nocando
Here's my verses. I call this "verses" because I'm not a poet. I am actually a poetaster. A poetaster loves fun and foolishness. Note in my " verses" that they carry the feeling of Victorian romanticism in several early verses, then the rest is but the contrapuntal lines in ribald limerick with a twist of fucking Japanese Haiku finale. Here below are the verses:
Kick me the bucket,
Oh my savior.
Come with thy scythe,
Cut me all root
o' suffer'n pain.
If you ain't do,
motherfuck it!
Your comments are appreciated!
njun hung
Phổ thôngWow! What a virtuoso you are! You deserve a place in an Institute of Dementia in London!