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, September 6, 2022
Spooners of Circumstance
Sondheim sung to Mrs. Lovett. I'm a mutt: no breed above it! "Not while I'm around" / Rottweil'...? I'm "an 'ound!"
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