Title: the testament of Frivolities
poet: Steve Anc
As the mouth keep chattering,
So did her mind shatter'd away by
The dangling from my ink;
As I mention'd I am a writer:
"what is that you write about?"
"A pom not a prose–
Oh, only mind puzzling poems"
As she shook her dark-long hair,
The atmosphere seem'd to grow colder beneath my armpit.
Oh what a beautiful alluring she was!
Whereas, i was only author of poems
That came with collection of notes,
Less I know she came with flowers of love.
Alas for the caprice of cupid!
Alack for the phantoms of fame!
It was love at first sight
Cause her name I knew not,
Mine didn't display in her mind.
I saw love drove off in a rehearse,
I took retreat in terror....
Thanks heaven I didn't make that error;
But as she start'd quoting my verses,
Inwardly louder was my laughter;
She had known me some years past