Shot the breeze.
Began a tease.
Once
Wanted a sleaze.
Well, felt it.
Grew up.
My woman, my wife:
She's Darling, forever.
Now, you know, out there, the world
Those things,
Material, Physical
Attracting, Addicting?
Their, well; Dumb.
Real Dumb.
I'm smart, so; real smart.
And I like ordinary people,
though educated like a Heifer set for Nobility.
Wanted a Royal One, you know.
Right through and through.
Now, my dearly beloved friends:
I, John; Have a book to write.
May take 20 years.
But uh. See.
You know what?
I don't know.
I'd like to tell you,
Jeez,
What.
Like, see?
IF.....................
Stefan John
"The Mad Poet"
"About it"
I say.
Cheerio.