the drink of the real ones

[sergebroom]

As tea is but some glorified hot water,
Coffee must be had, for the real programmer,
And not that swill,
But the stuff real,
Like all the espresso,
Which makes you go-go-go.

(addendum)

I'll say, for me
I blame abi
For my thinking,
Not deluding,
I can converse
Using some verse.
All I can say?
Heheheheh.

Comments

[fledgist.livejournal.com]

One can be prolix, or one can be terse,
it doesn't matter which approach you take
unless you seek with every word to break
from plainest prose into the finest verse.
It would be better (nothing could be worse),
if you seek a simple poem your own to make,
to plunge in deeply, for, make no mistake,
you want your carriage not to be your hearse.
Now, having said this in Italian rhyme
I make a turn (or volta) to inform
you of the options currently on view;
you've got to work hard to avoid the crime
of violating a long-established norm,
but what you get will be shiny and new.

[serge-lj.livejournal.com]

"...you've got to work hard to avoid the crime of violating a long-established norm..."

I did that? Where? I didn't mean to, officer!

"...you want your carriage not to be your hearse..."

(to the tune of Mister Ed)
A hearse is a curse,
Of curse, of curse,
I am Mister Dead.

[(Anonymous)]

Oops. That first line should have been:
"...A hearse is a hearse..."

Oh, who cares? It's a stupid thing that came off the top of my heard years ago.

[serge-lj.livejournal.com]

...off the top of my head, not my 'heard', whatever that is. Can't type worth beans today.

[fledgist.livejournal.com]

It happens.

[fledgist.livejournal.com]

It's a fair cop!!

[serge-lj.livejournal.com]

But did I commit the crime of violating a long-established norm? In other words, is my poetrying so putrefying that I'll get a visit from... drumroll... the Masked RhymeFighter?

[fledgist.livejournal.com]

Probably not!!!