(no subject)
Oh, forsaken me, oh golly gee,
This day i goeth to get the mail,
unbeknownst to me, a fallacy.
of one who tried, but hast failed.
the mail, i had, twas in my hand,
i searched it through and through,
but findeth not, a smidgeon, a spot,
a trace of the letter i should view.
Outrage! Aghast, i stood, aback.
where is this letter, this is the time!
Infuriated, i crieth out,
i stood, in sadness, and i did pout.
for where hast gone this letter of mine?
this letter from the one so divine,
the letter i was due to accept,
why not hast thy letter graceth my front step?
This day i goeth to get the mail,
unbeknownst to me, a fallacy.
of one who tried, but hast failed.
the mail, i had, twas in my hand,
i searched it through and through,
but findeth not, a smidgeon, a spot,
a trace of the letter i should view.
Outrage! Aghast, i stood, aback.
where is this letter, this is the time!
Infuriated, i crieth out,
i stood, in sadness, and i did pout.
for where hast gone this letter of mine?
this letter from the one so divine,
the letter i was due to accept,
why not hast thy letter graceth my front step?