A dreary, fairy dream



I had an uncle,
a dirty, naughty uncle.

He was so dirty
that his teeth hated toothpicks;
he was so naughty
that his favorite topic was politics.

He had a dream,
a dreary, fairy dream
to write a new Republic,
and poets to be hooted by the public
because he said they are too rational,
national, pretty masculine and moral;
instead, he wanted them to be irrational,
emotional, too effeminate and immoral.

The majority hated his politics
because he pretended to be a lunatic.

Image source: Pixabay

Posted on Nov. 24, 2016 on Poet’s Corner. https://poetscornerblog.wordpress.com/2016/11/24/a-dreary-fairy-dream/#more-221956


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