Uly Poe pens dogg'rel verse.
"'Tis fun," hums Uly, "I disburse."
The gamut runs from bad to worse.
The matter treated...? Quite diverse --
most, postcards from his universe,
replies to grudges he must nurse.
My summary...? Let me be terse:
a blessing largely. (Not a curse.)
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Saturday, February 22, 2020
Spoon Your Prayers
The Book of Common Prayer: a copy's in your pew. A Pooka-bombin' c'reer ain't no vocation I'd pursue. Moral: Raise swords! Praise Lords!
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