Tell me the truth at least one time
Have you taken the garbage out
Everything smells of poetry
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Shakespeare is still unknown in rhyme
Pound’s a Judeopath no doubt
Apollinaire’s no-one-country
Remember all these dead poets
Every one had something wrong to pen
...
Poets are surely the lowest
Often ending in some bad Penn
Entertaining every loser
Taking home the rest of a beer
Suffering being a user
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Suffering not being all clear
Overdoing no-rhyme free verse
Curating endless imagery
Internalizing the same hearse
Entering pussy slippery
Thanking readers for reading them
Yet rarely knowing their true gem
About the Creator
Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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