Seeing John and Walt side by side is my favorite thing about this poem. The two photos look good together.
I also enjoyed these lines: "To ramble on for pages on the pinprick of a thought,/ Which makes word choice irrelevant", which reminded me of this limerick:
There was a young man of Japan
Whose limericks never would scan
When asked why this was
He said "It's because
I always try to cram as many syllables into the last line as ever I possibly can."
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