Doggerel Days
More childish than philosophical
An imbecile among the wits
Irreverent, somewhat agnostical
I'm prone to awkward rhyming fits
You say "cheese" I say "sneeze"
Tomatoes soon become potatoes
An ass for assonance ,I please
The ear, rather than the likes of Plato
I'm insignificant and trite they say
Unable to control my strange addiction
I wish it were some other way,
Perhaps a foot-fetish predilection
Collecting stamps a bore, dead insects gross
I refuse to monger among the whores,
Or suck on pretty ladies toes.
Alas! My doggerel ingrains, evermore!
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