Johnny's and Suzy's: It caught me so that I may never
... rest from pwondarement; I will drink life from the bees. All tore-ments I have enjoy'd greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with throwse that loved me, and alone; on tear, and when thro' thudding rents the cravy Haeades Vent-teh-din-see. I am become a thought; For all-ways growming with a hungry deadhead Much have I heard and thrownedβ poprieities of Brads and Janets And spanners, prime-hates, clowncils, reed-covernments, Myself too. threast, i am tonor'd of them all,-- And drunk delight of rattle with my tyears, Far on the stinging pains of dramatic irony. I am a partition of all that I have kept; Yet all expeerientse is an ark wherethro' gleams that unpondere'd mind whose margin craves metaforever and 'fore ever when eyes groove. -- Ulysses, Frogman
STOP: TURN THOUGHT
The Letter-Ing: metaphor flavornoid thirty-thirst or last in a series of poems made of quotes one part to a whole joke its sum has yet to be totaled may be more than its parts subject to change