London 1802. Apologies to W. Wordsworth.
Milton! thou should’st be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
Ooh. I’m all worked up.
I need a shower.
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for do we not all need a shower after immersing ourselves in Wordsworth?
Bathe in allegories and synonnymnymnyms
Hermoine, my Hermoine,
Thou doest stirith my groin,
Thou swelleth my cranium,
With thoughts not germanium,
To Poetry
She is blushing Wally
:-)…. clever Ginger…. Wishing you a poetic weekend with the masters! 🙂 take care… Hugs Sue xox
Cuddles back Sue!
“Bathe in allegories and synonnymnymnyms” the reasons for your shower need …. and I was expecting it to be Kate.
Kate never needs to was such is her fragrance
Milton lost a pair of dice
Which took some time to find –
But finding them still wasn’t nice –
By that time he was blind.
Byronesque iambics me old chum!
The range of your talent never ceases to amaze and delight. LOL! I love this.
Most kind. More appreciations to come…….