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, July 1, 2025
Fyodor Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment Anagramaniacal Openin Lines
On an exceptionally hot evening...
...having no expectation, none yell...
...such triple-digit temps can leave even the most gung-ho Russian peasant unmotivated...
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