Poetry

Posted on January 1, 2018 by

Poetry is just a bunch of words;
the musings of intellectual nerds
who think if they pontificate
they’ll open wisdom’s hidden gate.
But if the truth should e’er be told
most that’s written is just Fools Gold.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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