Twas writ and the mistakesdid leap from the page.How for goodness sakes?Oh, how that made you rage. Beware the spellchecker my friend.The essential writer’s toolto correct the words you penned.Instead, it makes you look a fool. There their you know which to select.Your and you’re are easy to choose.But you should have checked,now your words confuse To your eternal shameyou wrote lead not led.There is no one else to blameSo now your face is... more

Tweets of sages, made for me Let me hide my bile in thee. Let the fire and the rage Fill the ether not the page. You are indeed perfection, A place to hide misdirection.-Fools my words you heed Satisfying my selfish need. Could my evil no respite know? Could my torrent forever flow? No other outlet could I find, Twitter you are my biggest find. - All that is in my heart to you I... more