The poet is a lonely heart A beggar with a clue A pauper with a portly point of view He joins the feast without a beast ... Read full text
Yo! Ho! Bryan, Pauper, beggar, bone or two, yes tis true, we poets have to claw for food! A lot to digest on this plate you whipped up. Grest write!
Thank you, Captain Cur. So nice to hear from you again. Happy sailing!
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Yo! Ho! Bryan, Pauper, beggar, bone or two, yes tis true, we poets have to claw for food! A lot to digest on this plate you whipped up. Grest write!
Thank you, Captain Cur. So nice to hear from you again. Happy sailing!