by Eileen Davis
When you attempt to write a poem—
I can smell the ocean’s foam!—
Must you always end in a rhyme—
Boy, this line came just in time—
In order for it to be correct—
How d’ya like my southern dialect?—
According to all the regulations—
I will conquer all the nations!—
Outlined in every official handbook?
Book, cook, forsook, hook, look, nook, rook, took…
"Book" by George Hodan |
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