Kitchen prose and gutter rhymes

Today’s Assignment: publish a post for your dream reader, and include a new-to-you element in it.

My dream reader has (I hope) a sense of whimsy, and not too much art critic…

You might find a pathetic old codger
Who lacks even the skills of a bodger
His verse is quite trite
And his wisdom is slight
And he just ain’t that much of a blogger

RecDave Seal

(incidentally, I haven’t written any poetry since “Ex-Husband Stew”, which I wrote for a Witch singing at a Bardfest…long story…which was, I hope, a tiny bit more serious that a limping limerick. I’ll see if I can find a text of Ex-Husband Stew through the magic of the internet)

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