no one would want to take the cure
when the result's a different self
each of us sees themself as pure
no one would want to take the cure
our choices will not long endure
all that we want is simple pelf
no one would want to take the cure
when the result's a different self
we took the answer off the shelf
there was no other shining lure
the truth emerges of itself
we took the answer off the shelf
beings of story dwarf and elf
are always brave and not demure
we too the answer off the shelf
there was no other shing lure
but other beings swim the sewer
i've seen the monsters there myself
the vision that you have is newer
but other beings swim the sure
our foes will number ever fewer
the change will simply build itself
but other beings swim the sewer
i've seen the monsters there myself
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
13 June 2007
a summer's tale
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