04-29-2018, 11:21 PM
A Bucket for Monsieur
Enough is enough, yet one more morsel
surely cannot hurt, and might even satisfy?
(What say you Mr. Creosote? Waffer thin?)
Such is temptation, a full moon's worth
of words, carcass cleaned, so little meat,
but bones may still serve to make a stock.
I could just stop, here, so close
to the (gruelling, I do beg your pardon)
finish, and who would know?
A fool began April and May waits
upon a fool's arrival; to think that
tomorrow one might finally rise to the challenge.
.
Enough is enough, yet one more morsel
surely cannot hurt, and might even satisfy?
(What say you Mr. Creosote? Waffer thin?)
Such is temptation, a full moon's worth
of words, carcass cleaned, so little meat,
but bones may still serve to make a stock.
I could just stop, here, so close
to the (gruelling, I do beg your pardon)
finish, and who would know?
A fool began April and May waits
upon a fool's arrival; to think that
tomorrow one might finally rise to the challenge.
.