Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Poesy Weinerian

Whether it’s my amplitude.
It could well be my latitude
It’s possibly my longitude.
I’ve Tweeted with assuetude—
I like the youthful mollitude,
The better if in multitude.
No question my ineptitude,
My habitude of crassitude,
Cast doubt upon my rectitude.
But dude, it’s just my attitude:  
I have a thing for pulchritude,
And cannot bear the solitude.

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