I continue my versifying -- on four consecutive days with one Interlude -- in answer to a Muse who descended into my writing Space, expanding my Horison and shooting Stars into new directions and landscapes, and revisiting old ones with fresh Insights. Thanks to such INspiration which comes as a bonus in one's Young Life.
Writing in Style
Please don’t smoke
You’ll get a stroke
Please don’t talk
Just do the walk
Children dance and sing
Hey, life’s a swing!
The youths prefer can-can
Do it, done it, like a man
The Lady tries to impress smokin’ Coke
The Guy is high, usually also broke
The Children jump and sing
Yeh, life’s a zing!
The Youths blossom and behold
Curves, lithe bodies, acting bold
The Adults gambol and shout
They’re no better than a lout
Poets try to write great Poetry
While Writers try to create History
The Former try to attain Truth&Purity
The Latter Fame&Dame&Glory
Now imagine a Pig and his Mate
Trying to make it out on Their FirstDate
Bringing out that wide, w-i-d-e Smile
As they do Their Writ(h)ing in (A)Style!
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