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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 [...]

Confession of a Doggerel Bard

With diligence, hard work and time This half-baked rhyme could be sublime. It might compare with Wordsworth’s best Or Byron, Keats and all the rest. Millay and Frost it might surpass And even kick Walt Whitman’s grass! With hours of labor (that’s the key) It might gain immortality! But I’m a lazy S.O.B.