Having tried to stay away from measures made
in an anarchy of arcane machinations - & failed
leaves me lesser than the leery discards of old
aphorisms; where one believes truth is counted
as numbers of kind words or even agreements
without inane or profound commentary on any
inconsequential observation, and including the
term ‘toilet seat’ – I’m amazed it was left up
Fate usually pees discretely by sitting down so
to speak, and it’d figure for what’s termed the
‘normal’ seat configuration; anyway that’s bye
the bye in this day and age where we’re told a
new set of rules apply, but no-one’s appraised
just how we should write, or leave the seat
© 5 April 2013, I. D. Carswell
No comments:
Post a Comment