Monday 5 April 2010

To Her Who Sends Me Gloomy Poems

Your whines are all that I revere!
I seek sorrow in word and deed -
That's why I read your poems, dear!

In every day and every year
Pure misery is all I need.
Your whines are all that I revere!

Of boredom, love, I have no fear
Your verses are my ceaseless greed -
That's why I read your poems, dear!

Your wails are all I want to hear
Upon your gloom I seek to feed
Your whines are all that I revere!

Mine eye must ne'er be without tear
Joy in my life is like a weed -
That's why I read your poems, dear!

To one principle I adhere
Self-flagellation is my creed.
Your whines are all that I revere!
That's why I read your poems, dear!

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