James Peranteau Poet Dramatic Verse

scop's scoff

.

                         NO
                then hang me
                     Yahweh
            left mine eyne open
                          to 
              indulge this sight
One uv His Most Fantastic Creations
                and i'm sharing
                         with 
           the Gift mine Blessed

                        PHUK

           the fine uv this purty
       ticklez the Atlantic's spume
                         wit
          hern hip's limb'z digits
       not 'ware uv ‘mine’ think's
                      “tickle”
                         or
                  hind mine
             the spurious who
           wait for mine reach
                        uv
                      hern
          Ancient  Latin 'cipher
                   "nubile"

                  i mustn’t
                   worship
                       ,)

                  but damn

                     Snap

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