lee fones


Dylan Thomas - Poem by lee fones

dylan thomas was very poetic
his poetry wasn't at all septic
sitting near his small hut
pondering his thoughts with a tut
feeling slightly chaotic

another swig of beer
with a gleeful sneer
seagulls get chips down there gut
now i'm writing like a nut
hoping to get poet laureate of the year

smelling the graceful tides
flooding in from hives
another can of beer
to those with a jovial cheer
now where (belch) the heck is st ives


Comments about Dylan Thomas by lee fones

  • Bronze Star - 2,769 Points Kevin Patrick (10/19/2014 6:03:00 PM)

    It all makes sense now to be a great poet you need to be drunk and alienate yourself. I'm Irish so that should come naturally to me. Never fade against the dying light. Lovely stuff (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 16,117 Points Mandolyn ... (7/3/2014 11:24:00 AM)

    you should have belched at the end! :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 3, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, July 4, 2014


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