Matthew Edan Oliver Palma
Oh No, Dear Marcus - Poem by Matthew Edan Oliver Palma
Oh no, Dear Marcus, not that word...
My ears won’t take kindly to such accord...
It cuts through my being like a double-edge sword...
And I don’t want to wade in these feelings your careless word spurred...
On no, Dear Marcus, not that phrase...
For it lessens the courage of the usually unfazed...
It ensnares the ones who hear it in a bad case of malaise...
And they would clinch your conduct and character in very poor appraise...
Oh no, Dear Marcus, not that remark...
Don’t leave your tarnished aster in a black moon out of spark...
You can always reclaim your honour if you ditch your prose so dark...
Go chide and tame your childish tongue and to more tasteful tunes embark...
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