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Epigram On The Muse Betrayed
A cozy sweater and sheer pantyhose
(light tan, with reinforcements at the toes)
are all she wants to wear, by way of clothes,
as she escapes your world (that reeks of prose),
to frolic in the scenes of poetry.
Not least disheartened by your perfidy,
she opens her laptop, delectably
bookmarked, and reads the poems delightedly.
Pouting in your conniptions, sir, you yield
to my own lines, here gathered, the whole field
surveyed, that I present to her, as she---
the Muse---bestows the laurel crown on me.
