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Jun 28, 2009
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Twelves #2
How did I get this bug, what will it do to me?
What is your provenance, curious malady?
Can I escape from your dactylic manacles
Or must I spend my life scribbling aimlessly,
Cursing aloud at your mind-crushing power that
Forces me on like that martinet sergeant who
Drives his platoon through a barbarous wilderness?
"March or die, Legionnaires! Onward to Zinderneuf!"
Candidly, Pestilence, I'm thinkin' mutiny.
Call for the matador, ticklesome fantasy.
Maddening waste of time, obstinate melody,
Come to a halt or I swear I'll put period.
Holding mechanical pencil at ready, I
Steel myself manfully, then put it down.
What is your provenance, curious malady?
Can I escape from your dactylic manacles
Or must I spend my life scribbling aimlessly,
Cursing aloud at your mind-crushing power that
Forces me on like that martinet sergeant who
Drives his platoon through a barbarous wilderness?
"March or die, Legionnaires! Onward to Zinderneuf!"
Candidly, Pestilence, I'm thinkin' mutiny.
Call for the matador, ticklesome fantasy.
Maddening waste of time, obstinate melody,
Come to a halt or I swear I'll put period.
Holding mechanical pencil at ready, I
Steel myself manfully, then put it down.
Comments
infinite_dwarf
16 years 10 months ago
Perry
Skumpfsklub
16 years 3 months ago
Nah, I was indulging myself in a kind of solitaire,
Skumpfsklub
16 years 3 months ago
I seek triple digits
Skumpfsklub
16 years 3 months ago
Why write another faux