I see you

Impudent little man, Proud of mist and vapour!
I must come forth as lamb, lay my head before thee
So you bequeath your crumbs and pickings
And dare suppose that's nearly enough,
for a fairity such as i.

Daughter of a proud kamba man, fair as can be
Throwing forth love with careless disregard,
Even to such a disdainful mite as thee
As though I cannot see, you quiver just as i!
You long just as I! Are consumed same as i!

Impudent proud small man, I see you
I see you and love you entirely as you are,
Though deign to presume beleaguerement,
and forefeit thy log, I carry my spec proudly!

Impudent ignoramus, how soon you go blind!
Is it not you that caused me sight! How empty!
How dastardly shallow we are in our apart lives!
How soon you forget? Bathing in steam and gas!
How soon you forget! Cast away my willing head,
And become such an arse!




Poetry by Kat
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Written on 2010-04-18 at 10:38

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