methinks quarrel befits the argument present
yet quarrel dominates true words pleasent
so if the answer render me bereaved
argument and quarrel i doth leave
i dont dwindle with wordplay or placement of words
rather i speak and common order is commonly disturbed
common sense or common cents makes a man parlay with present tense
and forms presents or gifts or shyt or a crowd he lifts to white dover cliffs
whatever be your rift....i really can't defend
your barbed opinions against my pen
moxie for thoughts i do commend
your actions attempted
rather than cross breed and blend
abandoned words lay contempted
whether good discipline or thought
or lack of both
to the style whom thy is betrothed
shall remain in cloak
CEASE! let bygones be bygones
and by gone, i mean erased and glazed over with black paste
lack waste, make haste and yearn substance in abundance with glutton
whether it be meter or metre, tomatoes or to my toes from my head
do i pledge allegiance to the scribe
your style is your style
just love my love
whether your fancy be
prose or poetry
Written by Point_Of_View