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Through globules of perspiration,
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What's that, a rhyme for Horwich?
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Chris, we didn't say it would be easy,
Chris, don't press delete, we feel queasy...
Poetry by Chris Fernie
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Written on 2009-06-19 at 16:29
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Hi ChrisDon't click on spam, wait,
We came through an open gate
To invite you to use our site
When you're awake at night,
Red-eyed, seeking inspiration
Through globules of perspiration,
To have the last word on the Muse,
So what have you got to lose?
Come on, Chris, it makes sense
In present, future and past tense,
To use our skills in your favour,
Adding words that you'll savour,
Arcane ones from ancient scripts,
Magical ones from cobwebbed crypts,
New ones from the latest mags,
Slang ones from lushes and lags,
Words aplenty, words galore,
Words to impress, words to score,
So come on Chris, time to cut loose,
Did we mention we helped Dr. Seuss?
Just look at our introductory offers,
No need for you to raid your coffers,
Our fourteen days completely free trial
Is bound to leave you with a smile,
Just think what we can do for you
When you're in that stanza stew,
Looking for that one ingredient
That will be the perfect expedient,
So come on Chris, click on 'accept'
And you'll be regarded as adept
By all the readers of PoetBay
From Singapore to Santa Fe,
Hurry now, don't miss this trick,
Press that yes button quick,
Please don't baulk, please don't scoff,
Please don't turn your PC off,
Please give us a little more time
To prove our worth in rhyme,
What's that, a rhyme for Horwich?
Chris, do you like, er, porridge?
Chris, we didn't say it would be easy,
Chris, don't press delete, we feel queasy...
Poetry by Chris Fernie
Read 809 times
Written on 2009-06-19 at 16:29
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