So then as follows are my duties here, To often post up interesting things, And if I can find none of those, ne'er fear, I shall make up a number of doings, To lend to your imaginations wings; And if my scansion doth destroy your brain, I can but lift my hands, and grasp and wring, In anguish at the thought of causing pain, When all I wanted was to please the lofty brain.
Monday, June 2, 2008
A switch to limericks
Spenserian Stanzas proved to be too difficult for my facile understanding of the niceties of metre and rhyme. Thus, I will be switching to something easier for the month. Limericks! Next month, I will probably switch to something else again. Hurrah.
I often like writing bad poems, And in quite a number of fo-erms. My scansion, though bad, Should not make you sad; If it does you can simply go ho-em.
I dabble in writing and excel in reading. I make strange noises in the night just for the hell of it. I am an infomancer, and part of that vast conspiracy.
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