Ode To Comedy Poem by Genevieve Nolan

Ode To Comedy



Ocean wind incense
fusing, a re-run of King
of the Hill. Don't know what
you except to come next, I
keep thinking of comedy. Mimicing
the same old song and dance.
One joke randomly after the other,
such a pervented mind, I wish
to achieve.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success