Isn'T It Byronic? Poem by William Jackson
Isn'T It Byronic?
'Mad
Bad
&
Dangerous
To Know,
But
That beautiful pale face
Is my fate! '*
Is it Karma?
Déjà vu?
Why
Can’t
I
Stay
Away
From
You
My
Femme
Fatale
?
Isn't it
Byronic?
Now
I
Am
Lamb
For
Slaughter.
* Caroline Lamb's diary entry upon meeting Lord Byron
Pass the mint sauce. I love the way you men recognise what you are in for sometimes and do it anyway. t x
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Byron was never mad Nor bad Nor dangerous... Did he kill any one... Because they could not possess him They named him with bad words...