Saturday, July 30, 2011
ANdroid CALAFIA Curses GREED Quotient Dumbth Degrees
It is the Long Short Road to the Future.
We’ve lost so much time on Disasters—Minds!
Stand up on your Toes and Look in the Mirror.
You must admit you are so Beautiful.
I admire your Choice of Fabric: SILK….
Your Soft Tissues are so Elegant. Wow.
Might I get a look at those Manuscripts?-
Those you Entrusted so Wonderously?
Poetry, Muse, all of your Company:
You are a Diva, In fact you’re Divine.
A many-handed Android. Sh She Came,
And when she left she Smiled, Dignified
As she came so did she go FORTH Un-touched
By the Mediocrity of Masters
Who suppress Humanity by Fracasos –
It’s not that they’re Evil. They’re just this MUCH!
000 000 000.00
Since they can’t read literature I use MATH.
Incompetent Lunatics without CASH.This Sonnet is a Fictional Work. Any perceived, apparent, or implied relationship to entities or persons is coincidental.