I can’t say I write the kind of poetry That I’d like to be known for, But it’s all such poems as I might read And might enjoy if they were someone else’s And no one was looking over my shoulder.
rcs. Current draft: 2/9/2010 Created on 2/1/2010 3:34 PM
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Abandon hope, all ye who enter here! (At least put on your socks and pants.)