I once knew the whitest of Asians
Who dabbles in artsy persuasions
She shows up at chance
And puts chaps in a trance
But is never quite in the equations.
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
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Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Poem-A-Day: Day 33
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