In delusion born, we die in sorrow - for milo

[tectak]

If it were a great poem it would be a failure, so thank you

I did think the meter thingy was somewhat fun, if not clever. I thought about you and your half foot, club feet are such a damn boor.

Besides, I've quit writing great poems, When was that? I found the investment wasn't worth the outcome and no I wasn't thinking it would get me girls. I gave up that idea a long time ago. Hope springs eternal, but my hopes have no springs and the best they can do is hop, or maybe hip-hop. Hope hip-hops 4ever dude. 

Of course the one I worked on more than 2 or 3 minutes, the play, no one seems to have looked at. I guess there are just too many words to read

dale