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Signifying Nothing

The political muse has been known to infuse
me with verses both sharp and satirical.
When conditions are right, I can scale a new height
and my doggerel borders on lyrical.
When I’m feeling ambitious, my brain gets malicious
and sets me more modest parameters.
So there’s nothing to do but to open a brew
and compose anapestic heptameters.

 

2 Comments

  1. Thiefree wrote:

    Literally just said “anapestic heptameters, oh baby” to the computer. I am… SO flawed.

    Thursday, October 11, 2012 at 4:12 pm | Permalink
  2. Scott wrote:

    One of the better compliments I’ve gotten. Thanks!

    Friday, October 12, 2012 at 2:59 pm | Permalink

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