06-12-2014, 08:43 AM
Line one suggests a Mustang...only horses know the way.
Poetic meter, parking meter...were you going to meet her?
I like the way this piece demonstrates how poetic consideration pervades everyday life. Fortunately, trafficking in rhyme isn't a crime.
Don't axe the monk's cup...how would he eat?
Poetic meter, parking meter...were you going to meet her?
I like the way this piece demonstrates how poetic consideration pervades everyday life. Fortunately, trafficking in rhyme isn't a crime.
Don't axe the monk's cup...how would he eat?
