Everyone's a god damn poet!
Therefore,
Since
they're
letting EVERYBODY
in these days...
I quit.
(This poem is about my...
inner angst,
my emotional turmoil and complete disillusion ...
blah blah blah. Ha ha
It's such a pity that when it became
widely accepted not to use rhyme
or ordered stanzas, it also became
acceptable to write nonsense too
- hey, it just seemed an appropriate thing to say - hint hint selekta and your last poetic entry) :)
Comments
quite frankly i have no words for you.
oohoh that hurt.
"You can live to be a hundred if you give up all the things that make you want to live to be a hundred"
hmmm
hmmm