two for the money


Musing upon Muses,

It amuses not a bit

And I would be more comfortable

If I knew just where I sit

But as it sits, I’m standing

With my heart broke twain in hand

And I’ve no clue what I should do

Could I sit, or walk, or stand?


Oh, I could make a fool of you

If I hadn’t one of me

But foolish does as foolish do

Though they shouldn’t aught to be

And I have been quite foolish

As a clown, or it would seem

Behaved, it were, quite clueless

As one who’s lost to dream


About Keats

Oh I'm sassy and I'm sexy, So silly sweet-and-sour Delightfully disastrous And deliciously dour I'm flippantly foolish, Filled I am with fear Can't concentrate completely, and my conduct isn't clear But to bravely be my best I Bring bravado back, BEHOLD!

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