Swimming: to Work, in a Pool, While Watching a Play
The sweat, glimmered like jewels on
The wiry mane, on the pirate's chest was like
The sun, today resembled a
Broiled tomato, was the last of the fruit
His gnarled fingers curled on
The sword, shimmering, hinting at reality
Hacks, in the treasure chest finally spilled
Gold, the color of his single front tooth
The crew, romped as if none had
Scurvy, staved off by oranges growing on
"Land HO!", called to extol finding islands
Green, groves of fruit, with booty! at last...
Me hearty
Pirates
Right, so that's a poem I wrote in college for those who like pirates, and it applies now because just about everyone is dripping in the humidity. Dripping were we at the theater watching a sweltering version of Singing in the Rain. Dripping was I in the pool on Sat+Sun, and on my 20 min bike ride to work.
More poetry and updates l8r because I am le-tired. 8)
The wiry mane, on the pirate's chest was like
The sun, today resembled a
Broiled tomato, was the last of the fruit
His gnarled fingers curled on
The sword, shimmering, hinting at reality
Hacks, in the treasure chest finally spilled
Gold, the color of his single front tooth
The crew, romped as if none had
Scurvy, staved off by oranges growing on
"Land HO!", called to extol finding islands
Green, groves of fruit, with booty! at last...
Me hearty
Pirates
Right, so that's a poem I wrote in college for those who like pirates, and it applies now because just about everyone is dripping in the humidity. Dripping were we at the theater watching a sweltering version of Singing in the Rain. Dripping was I in the pool on Sat+Sun, and on my 20 min bike ride to work.
More poetry and updates l8r because I am le-tired. 8)
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