There was a young buck 'board a bus
who, when bruis'd 'bout his shanks, broach'd a fuss.
Later on, dans Le Cour,
his valet observ'd, "Your
coat's lapel button fixin' needs...thus!"
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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Composed and illustrated in 2019, each verse of poetaster Ulysses ("Uly") Poe's illuminated nonsense lyric "What A's ... -
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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