Let The Muse Snooze
Let the muse snooze!
The poor dear having been
drained of all rhyme in search
of reason…
Let the muse have a day
of rest...when, regenerated
he will be closer his best…
But don’t let the muse confess --
that he relies on a higher address…
maybe even, an all inspiring Jesus
He let his muse snooze…
what the heck, his muse
long played, the author
tried dealing word-cards
from his own pictured deck.
He dealt a rhyme, in manic time,
thinking himself a Carson City gambler
then a bandit with a slot marked dime
realizing himself a trite rambler
Then played a horn
and beat a drum….
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