The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #59418 Message #2355641
Posted By: Amos
02-Jun-08 - 06:45 PM
Thread Name: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Now is he summer of our deep content
Made bitter winter by this bookish son;
All of the finest steps thrown down,
Ruined each thing we have begun,
Now in the presence of Rapaire,
No summer light will bless our gaze;
There is only one sky there,
Where giant egos, only, blaze.
Go to, go to, thou shadows stark,
Thou summer breezes soft, belay.
Now is our playground chill, and dark;
Now to dark night succumbs pure Day.
Willshake Speariam
Sonnet MMVIIXXIX
"Fool's Cap and Pixie's Panties"
Lincoln, Derby, 1865