avril 09, 2007

A poem for my honey. . .

This bit of doggerel came to me while I was drifting off to sleep:


Untitled *

Presidents write decrees;
And Pontiffs issue bulls.
Despots love their fiats;
And Executives make their rules.

But my love reigns by subtler means;
They’re impossible to question.
And thus it is I live my life,
‘neath the tyranny of “suggestion.”



* To be read very tongue-in-cheek.

Posted by Discoshaman at avril 9, 2007 07:02 PM | TrackBack




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