Poetry CreatOR II

Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff

with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson

Tale of Dante
Anonymous
Listen not to my trifles but enhance your own
Scoff not at my vile remarks syrupy fiend
Everlasting floozies disregarding through the sky,
Stars filled his mind--it was if pandas were pummeling his head.
Keenly, Dante clawed at the door--he knew his love awaited behind
Irises arrive from the maroon mantis
The sight of the blue beagle before him, Dante was repelled
He tossed and turned, his happy cilium flapping uselessly,
Weap bitter tears, blank face, like Napoleon.. . Nothing are you, or will you ever be.


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