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Enter at Your Own Lisp

On receiving an elegantly printed inspirational book of poetry


Here in these charming ztanzas

tiptoez Gwendolyne carzting her zpell

of poem and cobwebz culled from her dreamz


O she iz zo faire of faith and pure of zpirit

listen how her majick verzes zteam and zmoke

twirl like ghosts, like fireflize

aszending from her mouth to heaven itself


O Gwendolyne we love thy eyez and lipz

thy me and mine zo humble and sublime

each page a paean of myth and mystery

on bended kneeze we zwoon


Regretfully we cloze thy booke – perhapz a tad too zoon

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