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HERE'S AN OLD ONE [if you're reading any of this]:Family PortraitPrunes among the purple breasts,Tastier than poisoned figs,Mean that Augustus Caesar rests,Intestines finally like his pigs.His brooding wife still lurks nearbyTiberius, her favorite son,And ladles from her own supplySome arsenic for everyone.Such happy homilies reposePower beneath a bridal bower,Until picked off by a deadly roseSo Little Boots can come to power.[Disposable Poem April 22, 2010]Dr. Mike
Dr. M:I'm reading. Every one of them. I really enjoy what you write on here, and I hope you never stop.Thanks,H. K.
HERE'S AN OLD ONE [if you're reading any of this]:
ReplyDeleteFamily Portrait
Prunes among the purple breasts,
Tastier than poisoned figs,
Mean that Augustus Caesar rests,
Intestines finally like his pigs.
His brooding wife still lurks nearby
Tiberius, her favorite son,
And ladles from her own supply
Some arsenic for everyone.
Such happy homilies repose
Power beneath a bridal bower,
Until picked off by a deadly rose
So Little Boots can come to power.
[Disposable Poem April 22, 2010]
Dr. Mike
Dr. M:
ReplyDeleteI'm reading. Every one of them. I really enjoy what you write on here, and I hope you never stop.
Thanks,
H. K.