No rarer breed
–
that’s guaranteed! –
than Javier K.
(“Ken”) Heeditt.
Though slim to
slight
of appetite,
"Ken" never fails
to feed it.
Some grade him
greedy,
noshlekh-needy.
Both? "Ken" will
concede it.
Morn, night and
noon,
you'll hear "Ken" croon:
“I’ll have my cake...
and
eat it!”
Poet Poe pens nonsense verse. "Plus...phun," puns Uly, "I disburse." Its gamut runs from spam to worse. The po'sy posted...? Poe's diverse -- most, postcards from his universe, replies to grudges he must nurse. My summary...? Let me be terse: a mitzva, mostly. (Not a curse.)
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His MAGA baseball cap is red. Or else just hair sits there instead: there's rarely nothing ON his head, tho' often nothing IN it. ...
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Composed and illustrated in 2019, each verse of poetaster Ulysses ("Uly") Poe's illuminated nonsense lyric "What A's ...
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