This Horrific Poem

First of all, forget the rhyming - it's not gonna happen. Or - if it does, by happenstance, be mildly surprised. No loft or glory here be found - AR! Now, like a pirate I do sound. Dammit! I promised you no rhymes. A hazard spun from occupation; a rhyme, a rhythm: (entertainin'?) Well, maybe not, but rest assured, no fear. 'Tis not an epic, nay! The end is here. Hooray! ~TH~ http://wrongwaywriteway.com