YOU CAN BORROW MY PEN BUT DON'T USE MY INK.

a poem by William Willis, Scotland

do i write with splendour
so lavish and rich
prepared with pomp
like gold threaded stitch
ripening rhythm
stimulating sense
the work of this poet
my ink is my strength
assignment (my duty)
i'll now take the floor
my quill is now dripping
let my narrative pour
is it lavish and rich
like gold threaded stitch
philosopher's pomp
a harmonious romp
you can borrow my pen
but don't use my ink
it's my elexir of life
from it's well i must drink


WRITTEN TITLE, AT REQUEST TO KEITH LUMBARD


Wm
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