Hmmm, too early to say.
To Whomever's Been Trying to Fax Here for Two Hours
Oh, the ringing is making me nervous.
Wonder what I have done to deserve this?
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When my feet itch for greener roads
And my ears burn in want of sweeter tones,
I take up my pen to make a Prince from toads -
A knight of ink and paper, not flesh and bones.
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And will it make him love you
To be sparkling and witty and gorgeous,
To be self-assured, self-aware, self-self?
Will it fix the mistakes you've made -
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Or
I’ve Written Too Many Love Poems
Of all the words of love and woe,
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So rest assured in assonance,
Sweet dissonance, and diffidence-
Justly eschewing affluence;
Pretend poverty's on purpose.
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