Well a couple mourners gathered, and a bunch more came to stare.
Course all the casual killers came, who'd left him lying there.
They bought a discount casket and a requiem was said
For the funeral was scheduled, for burying the dead.
Well the...
Horror, Poetry, Spondee, lyric
Thin thoughts thrashing in the think tank's fears
(Don John of Austria's been dead hundreds of years.)
You type your twitter messages of heresy and hate,
But Notes of the Community shall set the record straight.
The pope is not a president. His...
Paeonic Triameter, Parody, Poetry, Satire, Social Commentary, Spondee