If you read me deviously.
Ooph! goes the beaver,
that smiling, winking beaver,
who smiled for the strength of his dam.
"Card castles never weather well,
but my dam will last the swell."
Then, trickle trickle,
Rising water
Washed him straight to hell!
very clever! it made me laugh.
ReplyDeleteIrony of Ironies:
ReplyDeleteToday, I prided in this poem. Ouch.
Holy Father, purge me of all my wickedness. All my secret strivings point deathward. Your way is life. Amen.