~ Scintillating vivacity ~

[Stanley Brown]

Yea, can not thy tempestuous fervour
be tempered by sweet reason?
Yea prithee let thy innate bestiality o'ercome
the warmest purest feeling of amourous love?

I mind myself to recollect perfections facsimile
born truly of the upper air's ether;
She is verily pulchritude personified
my answered prayer for loin-warmth.

I fall to my knees in adoration
in thy scintillating vivacity's presence,
Thy insatiable proclivity is quelled
by the hypnotic beating of my cardiac organ.

[Edna Sweetlove]

The funniest thing I have read since I was last a member at PoetryShared.co.uk! How I used to laugh at the tripe posted there!

[Count Orlok]

Complete and utter garbage.

[Edna Sweetlove]

I came back and re-read this. Hilariously bad.

[Stanley Brown]

Any tips you could give me w'd be much appreciated. Thankyou. Stanley.

[spamheid]

I have a tip for you. Take up a more productive pursuit, like basket-weaving.

[Stanley Brown]

Basket-weaving! Are you trying to be rude about my poems? I hope not. Thankyou. Stanley.