A soldier named private McGraw
Went down to celebrate Mardi Gras
He awoke with head pain
And gasped "No, not again!"
Where his helmet belonged was a bra.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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Some literary mathematics:
Poetry + blogging = Plogging
(Television + law School lawyering + work - sleep)^procrastination / overcommitment = Poetic Jabberwocky
AUGUST'S POETIC DEVICE: ALPHABET POEMS
I plan to pick a kind of fixed verse poetry* every month and plog daily using that kind of poetry.
* My version of fixed verse poetry. So...not your version.
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