#stpatricksdayproper
Haha,
(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCLXXXIII)
Of leprechauns and clover, yes...t'avail
I've neither, am in green to match fr'intents
Mine hazel eyes, and how blue heavns wear thence
Such fresh-washed golden light in sweet all hail
O me! I'd feign go down which wooded trail
To hunt the early violets? Mushrooms dense
Wi' import are sought out and sold for sense
Or lurid dreams, but I want that detail.
Wee white-striped, purple faces none bestir
'Cept wildest breezes, whitest virgins too,
With purple stripes across their miens in tour--
I'd love to bend and finger them anew!
Sip twa espressos, joking of, in poor
'Scuse, "faux" things we oft cherish, as all woo.
17Mar19a
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 5:34 PM UTC