Motorbike riding time
Rumbada rumbada
Jack of the crippled knee
Here's what you need to do—
Something that's neat:
Telekinetically
Lift yourself into the
Air and then put yourself
Onto the seat!
I just love writing deathless poetry...
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
A brief interlude on the 1500-mile ride instructions
hee-hee. I have a poem for my good friend Jack Riepe. His blog, Twisted Roads, is listed on the left edge—go there and tell him how much you liked the poem. It's a double-dactyl form, which I described and threatened promised to write a few posts back. The only compromise is I had to write "motorbike" instead of the more technically correct "motorcycle." Call it poetic license.
Motorbike riding time
Rumbada rumbada
Jack of the crippled knee
Here's what you need to do—
Something that's neat:
Telekinetically
Lift yourself into the
Air and then put yourself
Onto the seat!
I just love writing deathless poetry...
Motorbike riding time
Rumbada rumbada
Jack of the crippled knee
Here's what you need to do—
Something that's neat:
Telekinetically
Lift yourself into the
Air and then put yourself
Onto the seat!
I just love writing deathless poetry...
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Dear Rogers:
Sorry it took so long to leave this comment. I've been traveling in the midwest, and the three hotels I stayed in had a peculiar notion of internet access.
Rogers, I don't know who it was who initialy encouraged you to write poetry, but they did you a great disservice. There is a good reason why technical writers steer clear of projects like the Kams Sutra and poetry.
Now I am trying to be kind, but you are forcing me closer and closer to plain, hard-edged language.
Fondest regards,
Jack
Twisted Roads
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