From: W. Shakespeare
To: Propietor, Globe Theatre
RE: Roof Repairs
Behold! These locks I once did toss
Made wretched now by leaking dross
Upon yon roof the tempest hath tost
It's fury wraught, a shingle lost
Unfold! Now thy bundled tarp
Cast it upon the rent so sharp
Make hast lest I extend my harp
Another memo, a louder carp
Beware! The next shall cc the king
From the gallows then thy body shall swing
Prithee repair thy roof with care.
I go now to wash my hair.
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Waldo Shakespeare, Tenant
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
It seemed like the thing to do at the time.
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knocker knockers knock knockers that ought not to be knocked
the knockers that knocker knockers knock the most are small knockers
knocker knockers ought not to knock small knockers
knocker knockers rarely knock large knockers
knocker knockers ought not to knock large knockers either
knocker knockers ought to have their heads knocked together
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
More of a tongue twister inspired by a forum
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hot. old sol works on tots or on dolts
or on old coots. no cool brooks for comfort.
hop from sod to door or cook hot foot. mood
cross from torpor. fob off work to do crosswords.
hold off on sports. don cotton shorts not wool
long johns. long for cool strolls on downtown
blocks to look for hotdogs or popcorn to chomp
down. opt for hooch. snork down grog for joy
or to drown sorrows. scotch for scots. oh to go
to or fro for coors or stroh.
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
The dead of summer in Saudi Arabia can be boring.
Inspired by the book Eunoia by Christian Bok.
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