Come join me in the religion of the well wishing fool
We meet once a month at the toe dipping pool
Where we reaffirm our mission to uphold the tradition
Of championing that reckless and rash, impetuous and crass
imperative of all human inanity. The keen assurety, whos'
heights may only be scaled in proportion to the rarity
of their intellectual scarcity. We wholeheartedly cheer the pursuit
of the age old query of grasp and reach by those whose sole reward
seemingly is calamity. We stand here safe in our cloak of non participatory
scrupulosity and outrageously cheer the feckless audacity of those that advance the
sum total of human wisdom by dent of intellectual incapacity.
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Author:
Rhan Sterling Henry (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 3rd, 2026 10:05
- Comment from author about the poem: I've never published the following for it is a dagger to those who say "hold my beer" and the beer holder alike. But Jabberwocky has asked that I make him feel better and so this intentional purveyal of poetic pomposity whose intentional inclination being that pinnacle of humoristic parturition. A guffaw.
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Ah Alice in wonderland with the mirror to decipher the poem that was as much nonsense deciphered as the cipher itself. Lewis Carroll a favorite of mine with the hunting of the snark as well. Here the snark is a boojum as well. Nicely penned.
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