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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Friday, June 26, 2020
A is for 'A'! Letter H
"H is for 'H'!"
No taste, no smell... nor none can tell its hue. (Is't yel- low stuff...?) As H it's known. (This table's shown: the world can't own enough.)
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