#cancoon
'Tis melancholy darken the day
so gunk on their teeth
by musturd seed and rind
yet most measure stale purée
but her only worry a harlot
inhibits men with sorrow
as an ongoing chagrin
collapses his chin
while such amour profane
with Montezuma then
in spite of industry and vanity
grinds lust so indifferently
where gravity was unsightly
and brevity fell inane.
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 4:50 AM UTC