What should I cry, in lines,
That I will not cry, in eyes?
Rather be daft, and laugh
At the amazing array,
Every day, of wafting
Words, driven in herds...
To the idolatry of poetry
Gods and Goddesses.
You BET it's tongue in words...uh, cheeky...uh, cheek! ! !
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Eloquent and succinct, you offer the reader a lot more than a surface read might suggest. Daft is such a wonderful word too. Great internal rhyming too. Love this. Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥