Not unpleasant to know...? Mr. Morgenstern,
ever yearning for depths, never
shallows.
That dolts pooh pooh his po’ms makes my
organs churn:
songsmiths loved Christian’s "Songs of the Gallows."
Though they netted him less than most
Gorgons earn,
ev’ry Galgenlied silliness hallows,
as do all lyrics penn’d by Herr
Morgenstern.
(Christian also wrote essays et al. prose.)
PlaysWellWithLetters is a blogorrheal notebook of Nonsense in rhyming metres accompanying often-inconsequential sequencial graphics all issuing from the hands and/or minds of Sgt. N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee, amateur author/illustrator whose several books are available online from Politics & Prose Bookstore under the nom de charade Ulysses Poe.
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