#bluetitude
Like a skulker I ran; to maintain the magnitude!
On mine return, —I was left with solitudë.
Suddenly there came ones, —without bluetitude;
And then bethought I, —I needs must be fortitude!
Yet, never had I forgotten shew mine gratitude,—
To them, — the ones who ne’er left me lassitude.
All these made me to ken howest beatitude
My life is; —¡Oh! the whole of my past, —turpitude!
Dec 26, 2025
Dec 26, 2025 at 8:04 AM UTC