This Poem was Submitted By: David S Harewood On Date: 2000-09-07 16:29:12 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Tact said the things in my stead that  deference to your betters thought right & were i a better linguist or provocateur i'd have mentioned them    (b                             l                             u by name                     n and in                      t      orange                 l                             y!)and            called my markers in            for Taste cared for & omitted Names and substituted "U" or ultimately dedicated half of any royalty:   "i cremated the martyr   to be buried, breathed in jest   to crystallize his banter   which lost the Asian's best." Since he wrote a sonnet,                      crowned & grilled it        pints "a day!" (i mentioned his name       to a priest                        who mary'd me in earnest, i'm sure of it) who Crown Royal'd and sang in lonely fiddles while he drove his boys to school  & whistled, "Even though we're only 12 days apart"     and forgot to zero out        and said finally "I'll play"  

Copyright © September 2000 David S Harewood

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