Shaken Unstirred

A twice a two ton quantity to strain Of qualities of mercy self contained It rested somewhat royally for years Enthroned in hearty comfiture of tears A tribute to the reigning god above In shards of unrequited love Blest twice or thrice or was it four Before it spilt onto the floor A flood of rhyme in timely spacing words Bursting at the seams on wasted nerds Who spend their lives in endless recitation Finding meaning so demeaning Without any hesitation And finding as they wallow It gets ever hard to swallow Why Lawd o’mercy me It’s so absurd