I had the best day yesterday. They let me renew my poetic license! The last time they allowed me to bust out a stanza or two was back in April. Surely you know who "they" are. "They" are the ones who must remain nameless. "They" are the ones who sit in judgment. "They" are the ones who starve the starving artists. "They" are the ones who put the muse in music. And the Poe in poetry. "They" put the try in poetry, too. And the me in meme. Or maybe not. But somebody did, because it wasn't always there. Anyway, now that my Right to Rhyme has been reaffirmed, I feel invigorated. I feel inspired. I feel poetic again. I even feel like singing, but "they" haven't granted me permission. So, here goes... Feel free to squawk along, although you do have the right to remain silent! ![]()
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Meet the AuthorHi. I'm Geo the Seagull.
I'm the distinguished Park Host on South Jetty Beach at Bandon, Oregon, USA. I'm a firm believer in First Principles: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Your Lunch. Archives
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