The Pretentions Of A Terse Verser

Although I knew I was no bard

but since I thought my verses were oh so avant garde

I did a reading at a coffee shop near Harvard Yard.

The audience’s responses caught me way off guard:

MUNDANE

PLAIN

ARCANE

INSANE

NO BRAIN

GERMAINE TO NOTHING

PREFERRED EVEN MICKEY SPILLANE

NOT EVEN GOOD ENOUGH FOR SPOKANE

Having my spirits slain not even one had the decency regarding their disdain to refrain or abstain.

Alas, my fainting I did not feign.

 

 

 

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