I
swore I wouldn't waste time on this.
I'm hopeless.
Emily Dickinson,
iced, solemn, inky;
Robert Burns, why are your
rubbers torn?
DH Lawrence,
darn lech! We find you so kinky!
Dylan Thomas,
sadly, a month now you mourn.
TS Eliot--
ole Tits! Are you wearing a bra?
Reveillez-vous, Baudelaire! L'
aube delira!
....................--Sari Hormone