Sunday, December 21, 2008
Great Words Galore
There is no everyday Hemingway/ I must warn there can never be another Hawthorne/ There is often cold but no more Frost/ Poe did go far too fast/ All the greats seem to have passed/ Is there a great steward of the pen today/ Or did education steal them all away/ Has erudition seen its last/ Or will it return with a blast?
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