Oscar Wilde
Oscar
party games would play.
“Pick any card, sir,” Oscar'd say,
devoid of all frivolity.
“On each be writ the quality
Dame Destiny ascribes to you.
Scoff not, my friend. Her cards speak true."
(Young Aubrey Beardsley drew ‘precocial.’
Ross drew ‘loyal.’ Wilde
“Pick any card, sir,” Oscar'd say,
devoid of all frivolity.
“On each be writ the quality
Dame Destiny ascribes to you.
Scoff not, my friend. Her cards speak true."
(Young Aubrey Beardsley drew ‘precocial.’
Ross drew ‘loyal.’ Wilde
drew ‘social.’)
Oscar Wilde
Says O, "I'm mad for skinny lads.
'Mongst linguists, lean's oft barr'd:
wi' Chomsky's girth's pack'd meager mirth,
as is
wi' Eco's lard."
Oscar Wilde
O to Doctor Fauci: "Doc, could I have overheard
your asking Ronny Jackson if with Debra he's conferr'd
to determine posilutely if immunity's gone herd...?
(And if, within Drumpf's Oval bin, Don asks,
'Is 'cel' a word...?')...?"
Oscar Wilde
"Proof Olympus hugs spinoffs
of Parkinson's law...?
"Proof Olympus hugs spinoffs
of Parkinson's law...?
Search no further," shrugs Oscar, "than
Io's red claw."
Io's red claw."
Oscar Wilde
O's green cuisine
commands the prize.
He's Edna Lewis,
col'ard-wise.
