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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Tuesday, October 27, 2020
A Limerick on Queneau's "Exercises in Style" (from "Exercises in Style: The Poetic Supplement," Number 263)
There was a young buck 'board a bus
who, when bruis'd 'bout his shanks, broach'd a fuss.
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