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I gots to stop all this doggerel, and write some ruminative romantics on the gram.

I’m not a poet
I’m a quickdraw thesaurus
bottom feeding
neater repeater
of vague vogue variants
Of we all got ‘em verisimilitude(s)

That and a dour dude attitude
Of anything flows wordsmithing
As I hook, line, and tinker with
tide turning your expectations
that the drip drip drip of alliterations
Will reverse flow…

oh…no,No,NO

That’s just not how it works.

Regrettably,
Poe Taster




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